More than an year after buying running shoes and after having given up any hopes that it would ever happen, after having deleted the apps for running from my cellphone – I have started jogging😀
Didn’t expect it to happen. I had gone down to see why Brat Three was late from the park, she was playing what she called basket ball but which didn’t look like it, but she was having a lot of fun – so I decided on an impulse to attempt to run. And I loved it :D Brat Three loves it even more, she loves it that she can run way faster. (She finishes the same round of the park in 44 seconds, I take 1 minute 13 seconds).
So she runs ahead and hides in the hedges or bushes and jumps at me out of the darkness, with a loud ‘Ho’ and I get a fright almost each time, and that makes her day🙄 And how many times can you do that before you are fed up? Brat Three can do it forever🙂
When I happened to mention this to my mother, she, all but burst into tears – she said this is what makes her happy.
Brat Three loves frocks. Frilly, lacy, preferably glittery, shiny,
colorful pink frocks. The first time I spent some time showing her more comfortable options before we picked a pink frock (will share pictures). The morning after she wore it I entered her room to hear her singing, arms stretched out in a hug to the frock on a chair back. She sang, “Frock I love you”.
Here are some more recent pictures in a black frock that she also likes because it has lace, satin, ribbons and frills.
These pictures were taken on the way back from a birthday party…
laughter ringing clear-
warm hugs and
little sudden pecks on my cheeks!
A whirlwind of a girl;
now here, gone in a flash!…”