Wasatch track day

Unfortunately or fortunately... you could look at it both ways... I didn't get any pictures of the track meet, but here are a few after pics... not pretty. My sweet Emma has quite the big heart. I love this girl.

The first time Arnold was aloud in her room.
It didn't last long. He couldn't  sit still.

The flesh wounds.

So many good reasons for her to be just like me
... just not this one. Oh well.

I almost forgot to write about the reason for the skinned knees. Emma was all ready to go in her heat for the 50 meter dash. There were about 7 heats altogether. Her's was the second. She was off to a great start and fell right in the middle of it all. I was cheering.... then I was walking down to the track to my heart broken little girl as she was being bandaged by the teachers on hand. Her knees looked awful, and I know she felt awful inside, too. She, however, as always, was undaunted and kept her head held high. This is one strong cookie! I love her so much.