Last Sunday, the little guy and Mama cheered Daddy on with his second sprint Tri. Someone insisted that Teddy come along. And who could resist? Cute, no
We were the loudest fans on that corner. With every passing, the little guy screamed. GO. GO. Something tells me he have this in his future. Speed racer, baby. Mama, I look good in a tri suit.
The funny part, Daddy passed us three times. This is the best photo could come up with. First time, completely missed him. Second, he was behind the pole. Third time, trailing a girl! I kid, Daddy actually was super fast. He lapped that girl.
And afterward, the little guy and I hit the Dunkin Donuts on the other corner. Partners in crime.
