We went on our Thursday evening adventure again tonight – a jog to Bob’s pizza to grab a slice then run that to the middle of town and eat at a big fountain near the Farmer’s Market. We usually get to see our friends Leo and Brendan and their two girls there as well. Tonight Sam wanted to wear his running/hiking shoes and start out running with me. So he did. And he kept going and going! It was so fun – he’d slow to a walk for a little bit, talk about something he noticed, or joke about running down trash cans or jumping over pickup trucks, then take off again. He called it “blast off” and enjoyed watching mommy try to catch up. He wondered if the birds were watching him, and if the houses were saying “look at that boy go!” It was an inspired run – I started a little rhyme that went something like this…

Watch out ducks, watch out trucks!
Watch out poles, watch out holes!

Holy crow, look at that boy go!

Watch out mailboxes, watch out foxes!
Watch out vans, watch out cans!

Holy crow, look at that boy go!