This is my youngest daughter, Amber:
She’s 16.5 mos old (and the cutest thing ever if you ask me).
Now look at her feet… See her little Nikes?
My co-workers bought those for my “little running buddy” when I was still pregnant with her as a shower gift. They said she needed proper running shoes to keep up with mommy
Now see her water bottle?
No regular bottle for her. Nope. Not even a sippy cup. She prefers to drink from my running bottle
And the sticker residue on the tray of her stroller?
It used to say:
Yep – total daughter of a runner… and I couldn’t be prouder