Last night my husband ditched me to go see Rob Bell speak in Tampa *can you hear the resentment in my "voice"?* My friend Julie came over and we went for our weekly jog, but this time had kids in tow. Not quite as relaxing as normal, but equally entertaining as most moments are with Gabriel and Zoe.
Zoe loves to wave to pretty much every person that jogs by on Bayshore and begs to pet every dog ("goggy") that is being walked. Gabe loves to correct his little sister when she is mistaken. As was the case last night:
*Older White man jogs by*
Zoe: "Hi Poppy!!!" (Poppy is my Dad- she apparently thinks a lot of men look like Poppy)
Gabe: "That's not Poppy, Zoe!"
*African American man rides by on his bike*
Zoe: "Hi Poppy!!!"
Gabe: *in a loud voice* "Zoe, Poppy doesn't have a black face!!!"
