Dinosaur Dash!

We ran our first family race today! Sam was not happy about getting up at 6 am...but he got excited when it was his time to race! Jim ran the 5K first, then we all ran the fun run (Brenda, John, Jim, Sam, and myself). It was a lot of fun to see Sam get so excited, he took off fast, then tapered off...but ran a good bit of it. I was proud of him. At the end, he was like, "Did I win??" Of course I was honest with him, "Yes, you won honey! You won!"

Why is it?

Why is it the same child, who is crying over nothing one minute having a meltdown, can still be so precious when he falls asleep from exhaustion? I guess preplanning week is tiring for everyone!

Sam was crying on the way home from Nana's because I cranked the car before he got in, a mortal sin in our house. I told him he had to stop crying over little things if he was going to be in the 4 year old class this fall. I told him if he didn't stop I would call Mrs. Pat (the preschool director) and tell her he needed to be in a 2 year old class. He replied to me, "You don't even have her number!" I stopped the car in the street and picked up my cell phone. He then quicklly said, "OK...you do...OK....you do!" Gotta love 'em!