A few months back I signed my family up for our first 5K race. I thought it would be a lot of fun to do it as a family, and to add to the fun, I signed up for the Color Run. This is where you get to throw the colored powdered and get covered.
As luck would have it, the same weekend I ended up with WAY too much on my schedule. Something had to give. It was the Color Run. I was bummed and as a last hope effort I still went the day before and picked up our shirts and the powder. It became apparent very quickly that there was no way the race was going to make it into my schedule.
About a week later I forgot all about the race and the bag of goodies. I had laid it in the back seat of my car and conveniently forgot it was there. I started cleaning my car and found it. I decided just because we didn’t race, didn’t mean we still couldn’t have fun.
To celebrate my sons last day of summer vacation, we put on our shirts and had our own little color fun out in the yard. There was a lot of laughing and play. When it was all over we hooked the sprinkler to the trampoline and jumped and giggled and let the colors run off.