Monday, March 05, 2012
Each year, our school holds a fundraiser race for all ages groups. Sojo attended years ago and really wanted to participate again this year. As usual, she cracked me up. It's a race, right? And she is just jogging along with this HUGE smile on her face, in absolutely no hurry whatsoever while all these other kids her age are huffing and puffing. At one point, she slowed down so much that I jumped on the track and gave her a little encouragement (read: a push!) to get her going again.
As we sat admiring her new ribbon afterwards, we debriefed. It went like this:
Tara: Wow. That was some race. So, was that race hard or easy for you, Sojo?
Sojo: Oh, it was easy. You know, I really am a running girl.
Tara: Yea, I know. So why did you stop running then?
Sojo: I didn't stop running. I just changed to a really slow jog.
Seriously, she slays me.