With school winding down tomorrow, the fun is really beginning. A couple of weeks ago, my kids had Field Day, a rip-roaring good time with their classmates.
Seeing Haddie with all her besties made me sad she’ll be switching schools next year.
Grace, Chelsea, Hadley, Kasey, Kloe, Abby, Alex |
Both of the kids had fun and did well. Though they’re both athletic, they’re among the youngest in their classes, which makes a huge different in sports (particularly at Bode’s age when he’s competing against kids a year older who were held back).
I was joking to Jamie that they didn’t win anything.
“My brothers and I–we dominated every sport. I blame the Johnson genes.”
”I’ll have you know I ruled at Field Day,” he retorted.
“And the rest of your clan?”
No offense, Johnsons, but the man didn’t have a rebuttal.
But we all had a great time and I loved reliving the glory years…until I was dog tired the rest of the afternoon.
You know. From standing there all day.
My, how times have changed.