Finishing my Iron Girl Triathlon seems like a distant memory. I swam, I biked, and I ran…. I smiled, I pushed, and in the end….I giggled.
Because my dear, sweet, amazing daughter Principessa crossed the finish line with me.
As we joined hands, there were oohs and aahs as my sparkle skirt shimmered in the bright sun. And there were tears. Not tears of joy by a daughter overcome with pride for her mom’s effort, but tantrummy cries because she did not want to run with me through the finish line as we had planned.
Except that the people lining the finish line, the ones watching, the ones cheering….they did not know. They thought that this was the act of a child truly overflowing with emotion.
Nope. Not so much. My daughter gave me the gift of a giggle. Because every time I look at my finish line pictures now, I get to see her crying face.
Had I known that she looked like this…(taken BEFORE the start of the event)
….then maybe I would have known that all was not going to end well.
xo
Elena
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I admit. This made me giggle, too. Totally something my daughter would do!!
xo
yup. And….as an added bonus, there is even a video of the finish line.
That’s pretty funny! And sounds like my oldest!
Love it! That could completely be something my daughter would do too!
Ha! I could totally see my son like that too!
I wouldn’t have wanted to back in the day either. But I gladly would have crossed with you now – ha!
You can share her this when she’s older and both have a good laugh.
Absolutely!
That made me giggle too! And that’s something my kids would do also!
Haha! It totally looks like she’s crying because she’s so proud. It makes for a great story. No one has to know it wasn’t because her cup runneth over.
I think that another photographer/journalist got our finish line pic as well, so it will be interesting to see if something shows up and the story that is written about “the adorable child so proud of her Iron Girl Mom.”
Oh that’s just too funny! Now, probably not so much then.
So, so funny! I am glad she crossed with you, and one day she will be glad, too
And I meant to comment yesterday that I think that’s a great pictures of S & your dad.
Thank you Angela..I love that one too of them!!
Seriously, had you not told me the reason for her tears, I would have sat here and cried because I, too, would have assumed she was crying from pride. Kids are awesome, aren’t they?
Yes, awesome indeed. (ok, on most days)
You telling us: pure BLOG magic!!!! But if you’d just shown the picture we would all be envious with “wow look at the love!!!!!” And now we know..she’s just OUR kids!!!!
She was so proud of you, even if she did whimper it. I am too…and still envious
You are awesome!
Thank you lovely lovely friend. I have to admit, It occurred to me right away that I was going to have to write about this. It was not until I saw the pics that I decided how to do it.
Yes, yes I was.
Funny story and what a great photo memory. Congrats on finishing.
Ha – I love this! My 5 year old crossed the finish line with me recently, and while he wasn’t crying, he did complain about the heat (uh, yes, I’m aware, kid – I just did a triathlon in this heat).
But I know he was proud. Even if he didn’t show it.
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