Today I decided that since it was so nice out, we were going to give it a shot. And I got Grace on board pretty easily. Recently she has been setting up family races, so I kinda jumped off of that.
Then we got the course all set up. Basically we staggered the start so we thought everyone would have a decent chance of winning at least once. Grace would say "GO!" and we'd all run around the pole and back to the starting line--which was really pretty imaginary, but worked for our purposes.
Calla dressed for success. A cape and tie-dye socks completed her outfit of a champion.
My starting block. And the chart, even though it's upside down.
I think they are ready.
ON YOUR MARKS!!
We put dad at the neighbor's house. He's really fast. Even with a 24lb baby on his hip.
. . . . GO!!!!!
I really was running, but I got some pictures of the kids running, too. Personally, this on is my absolute favorite picture, cape and tie-dye socks and all. This is Calla to the core.
Violet is quite the runner, too. Those shoes are her "ballet" shoes. She loves them.
Mr. C got in on the action even though his diaper was pretty heavy. I am that mom.
HERE COMES DAD!! I took this picture and then took off running the other direction.
I beat him on this heat. Even though I didn't go all around the pole, I did touch it. He called me a cheater.
Tallying the scores. Apparently a cape helps with the math here.
And the winners!!
Fifth and sixth place goes to . . .
Tied for second and third are . . .
And the winner, sporting a cape and tie-dye socks is, CALLA!!!!!!
Just and FYI, this kid really is fast. Even without her tie-dye socks and her cape. She's a runner. And she's good at it.
By Primal standards, this wasn't much of a workout. We only did five heats and we probably could have been more intense. But it was a good, fun start. But, on the flip side, we didn't get a lot of sleep last night. Went to bed late and then up with kids several times and then Mr. C was up at a stupid dark hour for a couple hours, and by the time daddy got home, mom was pretty tense. Not at him, just tense. But this totally saved our evening. We got out in the front yard and ran around like the crazy people on the other side of the tracks, because now we are on the other side of the tracks, and I believe I have pretty much established that we are crazy. We laughed and joked and had a great time. It saved our evening and we all felt better. Every single one of us.