My husband is a runner. Always has been. I wish I was a runner but my 6’2" body just wasn’t built for it. Now swimming? That’s a different story…..
So, my husband comes back from running the other day and my 3 year old daughter runs up to hug him not knowing what hugging a sweaty daddy is like and squeals (in her best high pitched 3 year old voice), "Dad, you’re all squishy!"
What a hoot!
Thanks for the laugh. I hope you have a great week.
Blessings,
4sweetums