One of my favorite things is the view of the back of the baby's head when I'm running. Surprisingly, I have come to enjoy running with Binx more than running alone, even if it involves a running stroller and looks from people who don't understand that men can run with their kids, too. (To those people, Binx and I shove our 41 min 10K time in their face. Yeah, the baby girl isn't afraid to pass you up on the race route.)

I have often wondered what it was like from her perspective.

Yesterday after the rain stopped, I took Binx out for a walk (which is why she is not strapped in). Sometimes she just has to get out of the house and I don't blame her.


Needless to say, she had a great time crawling around and enjoying the view. This kid cracks me up.
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