Will and I were back at the indoor track. There were thunder storms all morning. Will cried the last five laps. He kept saying, "Water! Please! Please! Water!" We had already stopped at the drinking fountain three times. (I forgot to bring his water.) And the last stop was with six laps to go. I sang a couple songs, but that didn't distract him at all. Neither one of us enjoyed those last five laps. Finally, we were done and I headed straight for the drinking fountain. After I unbuckled him, he headed for the stairs! He didn't want water. He was looking for a way to get out of the jogging stroller.
I did the six strides again. |