After a very late night visiting with my friend M Saturday night (she called while I was making a late-night stealth cardboard recycling dropoff at a nearby McDonald's and suggested we go out for a drink - instead we chatted and drank at my house for FREE!)(until nearly 2a.m.!), I awoke to a beautiful, but cool Sunday morning.
We did our Sunday usual. I made breakfast, twins and Sapper inhaled it, and we all scrambled to get out the door for church. We also, though, found ourselves rushing to get to Yellybird's track meet afterward.
Unlike our other meets this season, all of which are being hosted at a very local school, this one was hosted close to my parents' house. It was totally worth the trip.
Sapper helps coach the hurdles and the high jump. It was fun to see his excitement when one of 'his kids' did well or exceeded his expectations. But it was even more fun to hear his suggestions to Yell on the way to the meet. He broke down her goal time for her run, her time cuts, and then wrote them on her arm with my handy dandy Sharpie (those retractable suckers are fantastic for any mom to keep in her purse).
Crab and I sat in the bleachers and watched. And waited. (Mostly, we waited.) When it came time for Yell to compete with the others in her event. I didn't expect her to completely blow the others away. I know better than that. I just wanted her to have fun, to prove to herself that she can finish a race, to feel good about the training she's been doing.
See those two kids in front of her? On her first lap, she passed the kid in front of her. On the second lap, the kid in red passed the kid in blue. On her last lap, she pulled out an energy burst and passed yet another kid at the last second. Woot! I got my wish!
She pr'd (got a personal record) in her event.
(I'm so proud!)