It's worth noting that Ben is in the throws of "threenager." He's a volatile mess one minute and the most adorable little guy the next. This morning was quite the spectrum of emotions - as is the case most mornings these days. And afternoons. And evenings. But I digress.
So while the enthusiasm was high driving to the park and getting out of the car, things took a turn toward dramatic when Bennett had to pin his bib on and put on the adorable velcro cape each runner was given. Then, to add insult to injury, his mother tried to take a photo of him with his running bib and cape.
All in all it was a great event and a fun morning. We're learning to navigate these emotional waters with our threenager. It's gonna be a long year.