I did, however, catch this expression yesterday:
A few weeks ago, Joey and Michael participated in their final track meet. They had a preschool kids' race just before the others. Lillian helped Harmony line up.
She didn't win. A few steps into the race across the gym, she stopped, stuck out her lower lip and began to cry.
There was no crying when Joey ran, however, just determination and effort.
Harmony has such a zest for living. Monday, I took all but Katie swimming. The joy on Harmony's face as she lay her head in the water and experienced the spray on her face reminded me of what a privilege it is to live and breathe and feel. Harmony brings that same excitement and happiness to everything she does.
My kids are finishing up swimming lessons this week. Everyone's loved it, except Michael, who doesn't see the point.