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“I Just Felt Like Running.”

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You see that? That’s me running my first race. I just got to run with the Healthy Kids Running Series, which helps kids like me who love to run to get to do races that are built for little legs like mine. Mama and Daddy asked if I wanted to do a race with other kids, and I said “YES” in my big kid excited voice. I didn’t even know that little kids like me could run in a race.

I have always loved to run. Ever since I practiced enough that my legs were so, so strong from moving, I have run more than I have walked. My Mama and me have this game. She says, “I’m going to eat your feet!” and she pretends to go in and chomp them up. I always say the same thing back to her, “No, you can’t eat my feet, they’re for running and walking. I LOVE RUNNING! I don’t want to walk, I want to run.” It is a fun game, but it’s true. I love to run. That’s me running through cattail “floof” as my Daddy likes to call the inside of a cattail.

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My Mama and Daddy started running when I was really little, just over 2, and ever since I saw my Daddy start running so that he could get healthier, I started running after him. When my Daddy first started working to run every day, he had to go and get shoes that would help keep his legs happy, so we went to the running store to try them out. I might have been very small, but I was already very fast for my little size… and I squealed in the hallway trying to work hard to catch my Daddy.

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I got better and better at it, and pretty soon my legs carried me so, so fast for my little size that Mama and Daddy told me that I was good at running. Of course I am, Mama and Daddy, that is what we are all meant to do after all. Isn’t that what legs are for?

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If you see me running, I am smiling too. That is because that is joy… being free and getting to feel like the birds in the sky because I can fly too. I can fly with my feet, and they can carry me fast, fast, faster. I tell my Mama, “I’m soooo FAST!” all the time and tell her that she needs to run with me. I tell everyone to run because I want to share flying with everyone.

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I have gotten so very fast now that cameras can’t always catch me right and they come out blurry.

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I would be happy to just keep running and running everywhere that I go, but when my Mama and Daddy told me about the Healthy Kids Running Series, my Mama said my whole face lit up. Mama and Daddy do races, so I know all about them and the bibs and medals. I have touched them and worn them, but they weren’t mine– they were Mama and Daddy’s. The best part is getting to run with other people who love to run too, they said, so I was more excited about getting to run with other little kids my size. After all, Mama and Daddy have the long-leg advantage over me, so they can be faster when they want to (wait, though, Mama and Daddy, because one day my legs will be long like yours too).

They signed me up as soon as they knew that I wanted to do it, and before I knew it, I was there at a race. First I got my very own bib number, 100, which Mama and Daddy said was a very good number to get because it means complete and full effort… giving 100 percent is giving it your all.

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We did warm up exercises, and at first I didn’t really get it. We did high knees and skips and runs across the big lawn, but when it was time to turn around, I just kept going until Mama shouted for me to stop and turn around. My Mama shouted “Stop, Dorian!” and I heard her say, “Alright little Forrest Gump.”I didn’t know who he was, but Mama explained that he’s a character from a movie and was a man that loved to run so much that he ran all the way across the country back and forth for 3 years, 2 months, 14 days, and 16 hours, which is about my entire life up until now, so he must have really, really liked to run. He runs all the way through that movie from the time that he was a kid because he “just felt like running.” When he ran for a college football team, he got to the goal with the ball and just kept going just like I did when we were practicing, so I guess I am a lot like him. My Mama and Daddy said that being like Forrest is not a bad thing because he is what they call a “role model.” I like that, me being a role model. It sounds fancy and important.

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When we were done practicing, we got in a big line of all of the girls my size. There I am waiting on the end in the pink pants.

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When we were all ready they said, “On your mark, get set, GO!” really loud. I looked at my Mama, who told me it was time to run, and I ran as fast as my little legs would carry me. I ran and ran and ran all the way across the field to get to the end.

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When I got there, though, I told Mama that I wanted to do it again. It was the boys’ turn, though, and my turn was over. That was hard for me to understand and I was sad, but Mama promised that I was going to come back and do it all over again, and when I did… I would get my very own medal.

Mama and Daddy were going out of town with my big sister on race day, so my Granny took me because no one wanted for me to miss it. My big, big sister Lilli and my giant brother Jonah got to come and see me run too. I understood the rules a bit better that time (although I did just keep running when I was supposed to stop every time still) and we got to play fun running games with all of the little kids, boys and girls.

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After we got our muscles all warmed up, I got in line, and this time, I ran right when they said “GO!” to us. I ran faster this time too, but when I got to the end, I stopped because I didn’t want it to end and when I went over the finish line, I knew that it would be over. My giant brother Jonah told me that I would get my medal, though, so I went with him cheering me on to the finish.

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When I crossed the line, they gave me my medal… my very own medal just for me. It went around my neck and I stared at it for a long time. It was my very first medal just like Mama and Daddy’s medals. I earned that medal just like Mama and Daddy… I ran and I earned it all by myself.

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The best part? The kid on the medal looks just like me, a little running person with hair just like mine. I told everyone that I was the kid on the medal, that it was me on that award.

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There it is up close. See? That’s Dorian, that’s me, that’s me running on that medal. Mama says that “symbolizes” me and all of the other kids that were running as hard as they could, whatever that means, but she’s wrong. It’s me on that picture because I love to run and running is me.

Next year I get to run the whole series again, and I’ll be older and bigger and I will be even faster and stronger. Get ready for Dorian, Healthy Running Kids Series, I’m coming and I’ll be running fast.

“Now you wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was going somewhere, I was running!” — Forrest Gump

 

 

 

 

Don’t Mess with me When I am Doing “The Running.” I am Concentrating.

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Even when it is very cold, I like to get outside to run around in the circle of our neighborhood. It is an entire mile when we go all the way around, and I make it every time. My Daddy says that I am strong, but I just like to run. Mama says, “I just felt like running” to me and says that I am like a miniature Forrest Gump. I don’t know who that is, but my Mama says that it is a compliment and that Forrest is a wonderful character. I just like to be like Mama and Daddy with their go-fast feet.

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See? I have great form even, and I am keeping myself happy and active and healthy. My Daddy says that is important for little people and big people too, and I do feel good after going in the circle, although I admit that I might get a little tired by the end and that I do like to stop and read the numbers and play with the leaves and to climb on the snow that has not melted yet. Get me going, though, and I am like one of my wind-up toys, and I just keep going and going and going, that is, until I am ready to stop and say, “I so very tired.” I know my limits after all, and my legs are a lot shorter than Mama’s and Daddy’s.

I can “hit the trail” though any time that they ask if I want to go, and one day, when my legs are bigger, watch out. I will be good competition if I keep it up the way that I have so far. Run, Dorian, run!

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Run, Daddy, Run… I’m Right Behind You.

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Mama and Daddy and me got to go to a big store made just for go-fast shoes the other day for new shoes for Daddy. His old go-fast shoes had been used so much since Daddy likes to exercise a lot that he couldn’t really wear them anymore. Mom said they were “beaten up and tired.” I work really fast on making all of my shoes beaten up and tired since I move so much and climb so much, so I understand what happened to my Daddy’s shoes. My mom says that just about everything wears out eventually, but she said that you have to wait until things are like that because you shouldn’t be “wasteful.” I don’t really get that lesson yet, but I am working on it. Right now some of my food isn’t eaten because I am not in the mood for it, but I can’t quite yet get the words together to say, “I’d like two tomato slices, one veggie dog, corn on the cob, and a small portion of rice noodles please.” That’s okay, though, because I don’t waste it anyway– I slip things to my doggie Mr. Django when Mama and Daddy are looking the other way.

This was a big people shoe store, not the little person one that we visit when it is time for my new go-fast shoes, so this visit was all about Daddy. Daddy doesn’t ask for much attention and is in the background a lot, so it was good that he got to be the one that everyone was paying attention to… well, mostly anyway, because I did get some attention while I was running around the entire store saying “hello” to everyone, playing with the toys that were there for little kids like me, and, best of all, running up and down the big hallway meant for people to see which shoes were going to come home with them.

While Daddy was picking shoes to try on before running, that hallway was all mine, all to myself. It was so long, and I got to go back and forth and back and forth and back and forth over and over until I was all out of breath and had to take a little rest. Running around is pretty much what I do right now most of the time that I am not sleeping, so I loved it. Mama said something to Daddy about me, “getting worn out” and that I was going to “sleep like a rock.” I think that this might just be a good thing for Mama and Daddy, because usually they are running after me, and I think that I just might wear them out a little and make them sleep like rocks, too.

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Daddy came over and started using all of the shoes that had been picked for him to try out after I had been running for a bit, and Daddy and me got to race. Daddy has an edge on me there because his legs are much longer than mine, but I gave him a good run for his money, and once, when Daddy slowed down a bit, I even got to the end of the hallway first (although I think that Daddy just might have let me win on that one maybe).

He found just the right pair after running a bit, and then it was time to pack up and leave. I don’t tend to dwell and I prefer to “live in the moment” as all little ones do, but I couldn’t help but look back at the long hallway as we bought the shoes and packed up to leave. After all, if there is a place to run where it is allowed for little people, I am bound to love it. I was so tired that I napped on the way home, and in my dreams, I was running in the sunlit hallway over and over and over again, and I never, ever got tired… and I got to beat Daddy every time, too.

Yes, We Have No Bananas…. We Have No Bananas Today.

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If I look really sad sitting there, it’s because I was sad. Every day, every single day first thing in the morning, I have a banana. I want one every day because they are sweet and delicious, but my Mama and Daddy tell me that they are also one of the best foods to start our days with and that it is good that I love them.

I have grown to become very dependent on having a banana, and Mama calls me her little monkey when I move all around the house saying “Na-Na” while I eat. It is one of my favorite things, and no matter what we are doing for the day, they are always there on top of the white pantry in the kitchen, sitting right on the edge waiting for Mama to grab and hand to me. They are way up there I think because if they were at my level, they would all be gone before the afternoon. Mama says that there is too much of a good thing and that moderation is good for everything, even something as good as bananas.

Today, though, I went over to the spot beside the pantry and said “Na-Na” and Mama said something about us being “out” of bananas. I didn’t know that things could run “out.” I heard her say, “I’m sorry, Dorian, we have no bananas this morning.” Everything got fuzzy after that, but I heard her say something about the store later on, but that didn’t help at all. Doesn’t she know that little people don’t know how to wait? Doesn’t she know that little people need everything to be where they expect them every time? Forgetting really isn’t an option. Mama calls this anticipating what is going to happen, and I think that she can work a bit on that because of what happened to the bananas supply today.

I sat in that spot right by the pantry for what seemed like ages waiting for a group of bananas to magically appear up there like they always are. Even though Daddy went to the store later that day and made sure that I had a banana as a snack before our dinner, it still made an impact. Things aren’t always, always going to be waiting for me every time, and sometimes the things that I want aren’t going to be there for me. Mama told me that her and Daddy do their best to make sure that I am always happy, safe, and healthy, but she said that they can forget little things sometimes. Mama told me that there is song by a big band named The Rolling Stones that says, “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need.” She says that is true in life, and that I will keep learning more and more about wanting and needing as I get bigger. I need bananas, Mama, I don’t just want them. Since they are back in the house, I guess it’s okay… but I really hope that we don’t have a repeat of the trauma that happened today with my little yellow fruit friends.

With The Sun on My Face and the Wind in my Hair…

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It’s getting warmer out, and as much as I love the snow and the cold, I also love the feel of warmth on my face and I love being outside without being all bundled up. There is something about the sunshine that makes you happier than you ever remember being. It has been so cold for so long that I didn’t remember how good the warm sun felt on your face. After all, for me it was ages and ages ago since I don’t have that much life to go by quite yet.

Mama and Daddy like to stay active and to move around a lot, and they tell me that it is the healthiest way to be. They really like to get on the wheel things that they call bicycles. I have a little one of those too, but my legs are too short and I can’t figure out how to make the pedals go in circles yet, so I am not ready. Even when I get bigger and when I learn, I guess it will be like everything else– I will be slow at first and will get faster. Mama and Daddy, though, they have been on bikes for ages, since they were little bitty, and they are fast. There is no way I’ll be able to keep up with them for a long time.

They still want to bike, though, and so they got me a little carrier machine that goes on the back of the bike that I can sit in, get strapped up, and go. Mama says she doesn’t trust herself, so she has Daddy be the one to take me on the back of the bike he is on. We go gently and Daddy doesn’t go too fast so that I’ll stay safe, and it is so fun to feel so, so free. I laugh and sing in my little seat on the big bike, and Daddy and Mama talk to me and laugh with me, too.

There is just something about being outside. Feeling the sun on my face and the wind taking my hair all over the place as we go– it makes me so, so happy. Mama tells me that it is the little things, the simple things, that makes us happiest. I believe her because being outside is a simple thing to do, but I am at my happiest when I am around the birds and the trees and the fresh air. Nature, as Daddy tells me, is what we are part of and it is part of us. That is where we really belong, he says, but things that we have to do keep us inside even when it is beautiful outdoors. Maybe we all need to figure that one out, because I don’t want to stay all cooped up when it is so pretty out. I want to be outside and free, with the wind in my hair. I want to go. I want to go and go and go and stay with the birds and the squirrels and the trees. That, I know, is where peace and happy live.

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Et Tu, Mama and Daddy?

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Oh Mama and Dada… when I woke up from my nap yesterday and we got ready to get into the car, I thought we were going on another adventure. Most of the time the car means something new or fun is about to happen. This time, though, we went to see Dr. Nyrienda at my little doctor’s office. I love my doctor’s office and my doctor, and Mama and Daddy do, too, but even though the normal fun of running around in the waiting room and meeting new people happened, something called shots happened, too. I found out yesterday that I don’t like those, and I’m still recovering from what happened to me.

They first took a little pricker on my finger and that hurt and made my finger have a heartbeat, but Mama talked softly letting me know that it was to check to make sure I was healthy on the inside, too. Then they gave me not one but two “shots” in both of my legs. I had never had that happen before, but I sure didn’t like it. Mama let me know that these were to make sure that I didn’t get bad germs that could hurt me. Still, even though I don’t like the thought of bad germs, but I’m not sure if the pain was worth it. Mama and Daddy tell me that it definitely is and that most little ones like me have them, but I am still not convinced.

There was a bright side. The nurse that came in to do the shots told me that I had done really well and I had been very brave, and she gave me a Doc McStuffins sticker right on my belly. That made it just a little bit better, but I didn’t tell Mama and Daddy– after all, they are going to be making this one up to me for a while.

On the way home, every time I looked down at my finger until they took that Band-aid off, I started crying a little because it made me remember what had happened back there.

Mama and Daddy, I am letting you guys know that even a day later, I feel a bit betrayed. See that boo boo in the picture, Mama? Daddy? See it? I am holding you both responsible, and you’re going to have to make it up to me over the next days with lots of popsicles, yummy food and snacks, and snuggling. Lots and lots of snuggling.

I Can Taste the Earth, and it’s Delicious.

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Daddy is our cook, and last night he made a yummy veggie stew with tomatoes, leeks, carrots, asparagus, squash, zucchini, barley, and herbs. It was so, so good in my belly that I couldn’t wait for the new bite while I was eating the one in my mouth. I wanted it to get in my belly faster than I could even swallow it.

Because it cooked for a long time, it was soft and it melted together when you ate it. That’s how stew is, Daddy says. It cooks for a while, and all of the flavors come together in a way that makes it all taste yummy and slide right down into your belly. It makes you warm and cozy, and since it is cold outside here, that is perfect to make you feel sleepy and happy.

Before the food melts together though, it goes into the big strainer so it can get washed and then it gets cut up. I like to take the pieces of food that most people don’t eat cold, and I take big bites out of them. Last night Mama washed an entire leek and when I reached for it, Daddy gave it to me thinking that I may play with it. Instead, though, just like I do for lots of veggies, I took a bite out of it like an apple with my four little teeth. Then I took another, and another, and another, until the leek had a large part missing from it. It was all chewed up when I gave it back to Daddy.

I do that with a lot of veggies before they are cooked, which Daddy says are “raw foods.” They give me pieces of all of the veggies to eat before they are heated up. I love them—they taste like the dandelions that I am always stealing from the yard and eating.

Daddy says that raw veggies are really healthy because heating them up takes some of the good stuff in the food out of the food, and he says some people only eat “raw” food that is barely heated or not heated at all so that they can get all of the good stuff. He said that it is good that I like them as much as I do, and he says if I keep eating that way and liking those things that I will be really healthy as I get bigger and bigger. I don’t care about that, though, I just care that I can taste the Earth with every bite… and the Earth tastes wonderful.

I am a Downward Dog… Practicing Balance and Stretching my Muscles.

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I have seen my Mama and Daddy do yoga sometimes. From what I can tell, it is like being a cat, a dog, and a bird all at once. You stretch, you balance, and you work on becoming peaceful and stronger.

I know that calm is not my strong suit, but I am peaceful all the same, and I am strong for my little size. So when my big sister Addie wanted for me to practice yoga moves with her, becoming a dog in a dog stretch called “downward dog,” and she told me what it was, I had to try it. I think that I did pretty well in our little kitchen doing yoga. We had obstacles, yes, like the little bowl on my foot, but that just made it more of a challenge.

Watch out, Mama and Daddy, I am fast becoming a yoga master, and before you know it, I will surpass you. After all, I have youth on my side.

Mama and Daddy are “Bringing It,” and I Can, Too.

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Mama and Daddy started P90X3 a long time ago (Mama told me that this is only the third week, but that is a really long time to me). Mama said that they are doing P90X because since she had me she has stayed pretty still working and writing on the computer all of the time, and she said that the only running that she has done is running after me. I think that might be enough because I am everywhere these days, but Mama said that it doesn’t really count and that they both need to make their muscles stronger again and that getting their heart rates up is good for them. I understand that, because when I am moving around and excited, I know that my heart is happy, too.

When Mama and Daddy exercise, they put me in my little play pen to make sure that I am safe with the toys that I love or put me in my little eating chair in the living room to watch. I can see them either way, and I love to watch them because they are down and up and down and up and down and up the entire time. They seem really tired after a while, and they drink a lot of water the whole time, but they keep going until the stretching part at the end.

They seem happier now every day, and Mama says that is because moving around and getting stronger is good for your body and your mind. She told me that eating really good fruits and vegetables and grains makes your body strong, but that without movement, your body gets older faster. I don’t understand that because I want to get older faster so that my legs are strong enough to run, but Daddy told me that past a certain point you want to slow that down as much as you can so that you can keep moving and doing what you want to do no matter how hard it is. Daddy told me that anything worth doing is hard. P90X seems really hard to me, so it must be worth doing.

The man who tells them what to do, Tony Horton, is funny and they laugh sometimes even when they are out of breath and tired. Daddy said that is why they love it so much—because Tony Horton makes exercising fun. He told me that they did the first P90X twice before I came into the world, and that they both got stronger than ever and healthier than ever then because they listened to what he told them to do and they kept pushing it more and more and more. He said that you can always get better no matter how strong that you are. Mama said that they are doing it again because he will help to make them stronger and stronger again.

Daddy told me that he and Mama want to teach me to be as strong as I can be when I am little and when I am bigger too. He said he wants for us to be good examples for me so that I can stay happy and healthy my entire life. Mama said that Tony Horton tells everyone to “Bring It” and that this means to come with your entire mind and to push as hard as you can so that you can be the very best that you can be. I heard him say that “aging is for idiots.” I didn’t understand this because everyone ages, but Mama said that you don’t have to stop being able to do things for a long, long time if you work hard enough at it. She told me that Tony Horton is older than them but that he is really, really strong because of how hard he works every day.

I am proud of my Mama and Daddy, and when I watch them I squeal and yell with delight to see them moving so much. Mama calls me her motivator, and she told me that I help her to push herself as hard as she can. I know that they are stronger already, but Daddy says I haven’t seen anything yet. Bring it, Mama and Daddy, bring it and bring it and bring it.

Mama and Daddy are “Bringing It,” and I Can, Too.

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Mama and Daddy started P90X3 a long time ago (Mama told me that this is only the third week, but that is a really long time to me). Mama said that they are doing P90X because since she had me she has stayed pretty still working and writing on the computer all of the time, and she said that the only running that she has done is running after me. I think that might be enough because I am everywhere these days, but Mama said that it doesn’t really count and that they both need to make their muscles stronger again and that getting their heart rates up is good for them. I understand that, because when I am moving around and excited, I know that my heart is happy, too.

When Mama and Daddy exercise, they put me in my little play pen to make sure that I am safe with the toys that I love or put me in my little eating chair in the living room to watch. I can see them either way, and I love to watch them because they are down and up and down and up and down and up the entire time. They seem really tired after a while, and they drink a lot of water the whole time, but they keep going until the stretching part at the end.

They seem happier now every day, and Mama says that is because moving around and getting stronger is good for your body and your mind. She told me that eating really good fruits and vegetables and grains makes your body strong, but that without movement, your body gets older faster. I don’t understand that because I want to get older faster so that my legs are strong enough to run, but Daddy told me that past a certain point you want to slow that down as much as you can so that you can keep moving and doing what you want to do no matter how hard it is. Daddy told me that anything worth doing is hard. P90X seems really hard to me, so it must be worth doing.

The man who tells them what to do, Tony Horton, is funny and they laugh sometimes even when they are out of breath and tired. Daddy said that is why they love it so much—because Tony Horton makes exercising fun. He told me that they did the first P90X twice before I came into the world, and that they both got stronger than ever and healthier than ever then because they listened to what he told them to do and they kept pushing it more and more and more. He said that you can always get better no matter how strong that you are. Mama said that they are doing it again because he will help to make them stronger and stronger again.

Daddy told me that he and Mama want to teach me to be as strong as I can be when I am little and when I am bigger too. He said he wants for us to be good examples for me so that I can stay happy and healthy my entire life. Mama said that Tony Horton tells everyone to “Bring It” and that this means to come with your entire mind and to push as hard as you can so that you can be the very best that you can be. I heard him say that “aging is for idiots.” I didn’t understand this because everyone ages, but Mama said that you don’t have to stop being able to do things for a long, long time if you work hard enough at it. She told me that Tony Horton is older than them but that he is really, really strong because of how hard he works every day.

I am proud of my Mama and Daddy, and when I watch them I squeal and yell with delight to see them moving so much. Mama calls me her motivator, and she told me that I help her to push herself as hard as she can. I know that they are stronger already, but Daddy says I haven’t seen anything yet. Bring it, Mama and Daddy, bring it and bring it and bring it.