I'll give him this. He tried to ignore me. I said at least three times in front of everybody, "I'll race you." Called him out by name. Know his mama. Told her the story. Made my mama smile fifteen miles away. There is video evidence. She has it, and I don't want to see it but I may need to slow it down and stop racing children, especially those who are especially fast.
Today I am grateful for one gym of laughter and two strawberries - one per knee. I am grateful for a story to tell my kid and a reason to keep doing the hill.
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