(As you can tell, I did my hair up all pretty for the night. Ha!)
Elle joined us about two blocks in to our walk because she was coming from something or other…
There she is.
And you know what? There wasn’t a single eye roll. Nor bawling nor gnashing of teeth.
It was a perfect equilibrium evening where everyone was in a good mood.
Were they in a good mood before we left, or did the walk create that good mood? Who knows, but I like to think it was the fresh air and leg stretching and talks about what happened during the day that did it.
I loved the fortunes we got at Panda Express:
(oh boy, we hope check!)
(yes and let’s hope a check on that one too!)
(check…that’s what we were preparing for after all!)
Let’s look at the fortune and not those wrinkly fingers, ew.
And do you know what?
That night did the trick of turning on the “I-want-to-walk-and-win-this-competition-dealio” for Lucy.
(Each mile helped the kids earn some cash to spend on our trip…and the one with the most miles before we left got a bonus.)
Lucy decided she was going to walk to school every day (we are lucky and live pretty dang close…it’s a mile round trip).
She walked every day for the whole remainder of the school year. Sometimes with Claire, sometimes with Dave, sometimes with me.
And she walked home all by herself.
At first I didn’t think she’d do the walking home thing. I figured she’d forget and just take the bus. It was hot as blazes after all. So I didn’t talk out the plan very well or go watch for her. But nope, that girl was serious and she walked in totally red-faced with a huge smile because she did it all on her own (there are great crossing guards at every street but I will admit I was a little nervous when I realized she wasn’t on the bus that first day!)
As I was walking behind these girls one of the days, laughing to myself at how crazy Lucy is about that backpack she insisted on keeping with the zipper completely broken for the whole end of the school year, I realized it wasn’t just the backpack that made her look a little bit on the funny side. We had completely forgotten to brush her hair in all the walking, getting-out-the-door hoopla.
Not only were these kids ready to walk and walk and walk (and hit probably 10,000 up and down steps), but we sure liked the process.
Not all of us made it to 50 miles (and the trek in the middle of it helped for a few of us) but it was the whole process of it all that we loved.
Nothing like a walk to get right down to talking business.
We are taking a walking break at the moment waiting for this furnace of a place we live in to calm down a tad, but I hope we’ll remember how much we like this walking business in the Fall.