My little running buddy

Reasons why Caleb doesn't make the best running partner:

1. He wants to go "that way...that way!!". Unfortunately, "that way" is not the way home and I'm usually not wanting to run the extra mile.
2. I'm pushing 30+ pounds plus my extra 10 pounds. Oh, and those extra 30 pounds sometimes starts bucking when we don't go "that way!".
3. He waits until I'm huffing and puffing to start a conversation. "What's that, Momma?" or "Did you see it, Momma?".
4. One day I was feeling especially energetic and ran about a couple of miles out further than our usual. Apparently Santa lives in a house toward the end of those extra miles and now Caleb wants me to run that longer distance to go see Santa.
5. As soon as I feel like I'm getting some rhythm, going faster, improving my speed he says "wanta go fast, momma." I thought we were going fast. He says it when we go up a hill, too. Ummm, no, not gonna go faster.
6. When we get back home he exclaims "I did it! I did it!" as if he was the one doing all the work.
7. Everytime he sees a leaf, he wants me to pick it up so he can crunch it. Do you know how many leaves we see???


Of course I wouldn't trade my little running buddy for anything....of course I'm typing this after I've showered and caught my breath.