I love many things about summer vacation. One is that our schedule becomes much more relaxed and flexible[ish]. This morning one of the kids' jobs was to take Zeke for a walk. Since I woke up to a migraine, I didn't get up and exercise when my alarm told me to, so I decided we should all walk together. That meant Caleb had the leash, Morgan was on her bike [with me pushing and prodding a good deal of the way], and Aiden, whose bike has a stubborn flat, was walking. [Marissa was at basketball camp.]
Here's what was so great about our walk: watching Aiden run ahead with Morgan. That boy ran with such reckless and spirited enjoyment that I had to laugh out loud. It was very Phoebe-esque, if you are a Friends fan. [If you need a laugh, try this.] I decided I need to take a lesson from him and approach life with more abandon. This may just include wildly flailing arms. Consider yourself warned.
And here's a good one for the record books. At dinner last night Morgan said, "Mom, you're the queen. And Dad's the ... other queen."
