One thing I'm noticing is that Zoey is much happier to run up hills than she is to run on the flat blocks. I have no explanation for this.
I do want to point out that when I say hills, I do mean San Francisco-grade hills. This is our house:
For you cyclists, runners, & civil engineers out there, the grade of our street is somewhere between 10 &18%.
We're going to be fitness monsters after two more weeks of this.
As usual, Zoey flopped on the kitchen floor to cool off when we got home. Today, she whispered a secret in her sleep:
Zoey says, "Please donate to Lyon-Martin! If you do, I will try my best to produce more cute freckles."
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