Dash

April 23rd, 2009

Does anyone remember the post that Pioneer Woman wrote a while back about how fast her son was?

 

I have to admit that it was difficult for me to understand what she meant. Who exactly was her son beating in all these races? His one male cousin? His sisters? His baby brother? I suggested to Ree that perhaps she should take her boy up to the local public school playground and test him out during a morning recess. Then perhaps she could have bragging rights about her son’s speed.

At least, that’s what I thought until I met him face to face…

Or face to vibrating air molecules…

 

All four of the kids dropped by the lodge for a few minutes on Saturday night during out last meal at the lodge.  The girls tread softly up to the table with sweet, shy smiles…

The baby immediately crawled all over his mom… 

 

 

 

 

 

…and then there was this orange blur… this orange blur, with blond hair and devastating dimples.  

He existed only as a momentary flash of light …

…and then he was gone.

Comments

  • Is that Ree in the orange/red sweatshirt? Never seen her with her hair up! :) boys are ‘whiz’s’ for sure, in more ways than one! *snort*

  • Love how you captured the blur in this photo! Although I was hoping you were going to tell us you raced him. ;)

  • Heidi That’s not Ree, that was their babysitter for the evening.

  • OK! I thought she had her hair up and it looks so nice!