Oh goody, humble pie!

We went running as a family the other night. Actually the peeps were in the jogging stroller, and B-rad was their motor. Then for one crazy moment we let the girls out of the stroller so they could wear themselves out. Peep 2 took off, and for a good three minutes she was running quite a bit faster than me.

While wearing a dress.

And flip-flops.

On the wrong feet.

Did I mention she is not yet three?

(Insert long, heavy sigh.)