OK, so that's a slight exaggeration, but hey, both my girls came first place in both of their school 75m dash races, so I'm one excited mummy here! As usual, I stood on the sidelines screaming my little heart out and loving every minute of watching my girls achieve their young girl dreams.
The two went into it both with differing feelings of anxiety.... Tori was afraid she "wouldn't win this year" (she's a "what if-" kind of gal), and Eadie went into it not even imaging that she could win, but was more concerned with "what if I can't run it?"
To be honest, my fear was that Eadie would win and then Tori would be sad because she wasn't a 'winner' too, and that Tori would win and then Eadie would be upset because "she knew that would happen". So I went into it pretty anxious myself! :-/
They divide the grades up into four or five groups from a variety of classes and then the group runs. Each class had to wear the colors of a different country, Eadie was Canada and Tori was Jamaica, hence the weird running costumes :)
And here's to next year wen we kick butt again! "Whoot Whoot!" (no pressure...) ;-)