"Was my hair blowing in the air?" Stuey asked me as we drove home after this mornings 5K Turkey Trot.
"Yes, it was."I replied.
"Like up really high?" I smiled to myself. "Yes, up really high" I thought to myself and his self image of a being a cartoon character with hair spiking up towards the sky.
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With my beet red cheeks and Stuey's short persistent strides, we made our way to the finish line. I made sure Stuey finished a few strides ahead of me.
"Go Stuey!" a few people from the crowd cheered on. Stuey was pleased to see the gatorade at the finish and helped himself to a cup before we headed to the car.
We decided to make the Turkey Trot our annual tradition...what a good way to start our Thanksgiving Thursday together.
Zoya
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