Brian was flying though hurricane Ike this weekend, so I was left to my own devices with the kids. Usually I at least make some effort to get them to the beach or the pool, but this was a long-run weekend. I ran 10 miles on Saturday with Misty, and it was very very humid. Miserably so. When I got home, Riley and Jackson reminded me that I had promised a trip to the coffee shop. So, Riley donned her running skirt, and both got on their helmets and we walked/ scootered/ biked to the shop. They have a pretty good breakfast, and Riley was happily munching on grapes, licking the remnants of whipping cream from her cup and placidly coloring “Hello Kitty” while Jackson yelled “5 4 3 2 1 BLASTOFF” and ran back and forth along the width of the store with his hands above his head like he was on a roller coaster. I my post-run mellowness, I managed to overlook this breach of decorum and just let him be. Later I met Hil and her kids for a walk on the trails. Aidan and Riley ran ahead with Skosh, while Anna and Jackson lagged behind to play in the dirt and converse on the merits of collecting sticks. We eventually made it down to the water and hung around long enough to throw a few sticks and rocks in, then headed back. Unfortunately, Anna is fond of neither walking nor piggyback rides, and only wanted to be carried on Hilary’s side. This tends to make for a long walk, so Anna did spend a bit of time crying in the dirt. Jackson, on the other hand, mostly likes to admire nature on a macroscopic level, so there’s lots of prodding to keep him moving. Otherwise he would spend all afternoon with a stick in one patch of dirt.
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