High school track meets are not convenient. They're often far away. They happen on Thursdays, early enough in the day that our third grader is still at school, and they're long. So so long.
But yesterday it was worth the hassel of pulling Rose out of school early and even worth the hours spent on a cold, hard bleacher. All that for only 2 minutes and 18 seconds. But that 2 minutes and 18 seconds was Bruder's personal best in the half mile and we're so glad we were there to see it.
Now if we could just get him to show that same speediness in helping with the dinner dishes, we'd be in business.