Monday, July 2, 2012

nights at the track

Dear Girls,
We are in the middle of a heat wave. Like, mind-blowing kind of heat. But, once the sun starts to set, we've been sneaking down to the track at the local school. Mommy and Daddy take turns running while you all run around the fields.




You play "Brave" or fairies and dance in circles. I play Celtic tunes from my iphone and you pretend to be knights in epic battle.








Your cheeks get pink. Your eyes get wild.


Your imaginations spill over. We are all carefree.



You cheer me on while I run. I try to play it cool, but hearing your little voices chant and cheer for me makes my heart burst.





And then there's this face watching it all. Makes all of our hearts burst, I think.


Then we head to the car and go home. We are hot and sweaty. Worn out. But usually singing a silly song. You beg to hear the muppets for the fiftieth time. 

We get home and everyone gets a quick bath, and we kiss your clean heads before bed.

It is my very favorite.

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