Running in the woods with Grace

I ran today for the time since last June or July when I was pregnant. Grace, Jen's sister, gave me her old Chariot. She pushed her two babies in hers and she still ran faster than me. You slept for a while despite the rocky and muddy terrain in spots. And the clouds of mozzies. I was eaten alive but I don't think you got bit at all. There was a moment of tension when I picked up 2-month old Fredrick. He mewed like a small baby -- like you used to. In a moment of nostalgia I kissed his head, then looked up to find you watching me with a disapproving look on your face! Don't worry. You're the only babe for me.