Blair is not what you would call “athletic.” She likes to occasionally play baseball, but other than that, she’s the one to whom we have to yell, “Blair, stop running or you’ll fall!” Seriously, we can’t allow her to run! And when she does, I brace myself, face cringed, for the fall that is soon to come. Well, the other day, she got some new athletic shorts. She assured us she would wear them but I know she just said that because they’re pink and because she wanted to buy something—anything—at the store. When we got home, she immediately put them on and felt the need to dress the part. So she grabbed some sweat bands, socks and tennis shoes (at least she’s wearing socks—she played her whole t-ball season without socks) and a basketball. You should have seen her bouncing that ball and leaping after it around the house—she looked like a jellyfish darting through rough waters. (If you can’t imagine what that looks like, just know it’s not graceful.) Anyway, sure enough, she quickly fell while being "a basketball trainer girl." (Does that lingo say "athlete" to you?) :) And she hasn’t worn the shorts since. Probably not fashionable enough for her girly tastes. I guess that’s okay. Someone has to be the princess.
3 comments:
Love those shorts! Such a cute story. Julia would do the same thing -- maybe minus the falling but she would be galloping all over the house! You need to find some dance classes for your princess! Or at least a video from the library!
Love the shorts! Aww so graceful like Aunt Amy was! lol
Aunt Kristy
Cute as always. You have to try out everything at least once. Maybe we can sew some lace or tulle to the shorts and make "Cher" go-go pants!!! Mom
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