roles, reversed

Small Girl has taken up fell running with enthusiasm and her customary determination. A lifetime of being the littlest one, and having to run to keep up, has proved to be excellent training. There is only one problem with this, and it is mine…

All the photos I took this afternoon show her striding off into the distance. It’s revenge, for all those years. As I trailed along the Roaches ridge, uttering feebly at intervals, “Wait for me…” I swear she smirked.

Must. Get. Fit.


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One response to “roles, reversed

  1. dawn

    How about delegating most of it to daddy

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