Sophia has a shorter day at school then Elias. She either comes home at 1130 and has lunch with me and Tristan or she comes home at 1230 and pretends that she ate lunch at school. Either way, Sophia eats lunch and then promptly says to me, I'm ready to go for a bike ride! We started out going around the block. Sophia on her purple bike with sparkles and fringe coming off the handlebars and me on foot. Now I have to limit her to two miles because Tristan has to get to his Latin class and I think Sophia would ride her bike forever. Sometimes Sophia will get going pretty fast, which is good exercise, but I may actually need to start jogging for a little while to keep up with her. And everytime this happens I say to Sophia, It's not a race to which she responds. "Yes it is, its a big big race".
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i'm going to have to go with sophia on this one. it is a big big race. i am a firm believer in "do your best and be ok with it" but there is something so compelling about looking around to see how everyone else is doing compared to you. oh well. now you know almost as much about me as you do about sophia.
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