We were watching a show how a Southern Cal theme park makes pie. They were using boysenberries, tons of them, and mixing them all up. Brandon saw it and said, “What is a poisonberry anyways?” We giggled, then told him what it was. I don’t know if he’ll be eating any of that pie.
Sadly, we didn’t get selected for the run in October. No necklace for me this year. Maybe we’ll try again next year. I did breathe a sigh of relief, and can focus on the run in January 
I’m thinking of signing Brandon up for the 1 mile. I know he’ll do it. He’s eligible for that and the 200meter dash, but I know he can do that one. I do picture him giggling through the entire 1 mile. I told him he’d have to run it himself and follow directions. I don’t know that I’ll waste any money on Peyton running. She can be stubborn, and if she doesn’t want to run, she isn’t running and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. Picture the mule, whose owner is trying to pull the reins and it won’t budge. That’s Miss P. When she does run, she pulls her arm back like a train, to “help” her momentum. Even the guy at the running store noticed it last year.
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