I love the simple lessons I learn from observing my kids.

Yesterday I pulled up five minutes late to pick up L~ from softball practice. As I parked the car I saw L~ take off to run the bases at full speed. After she rounded second base she completely wiped out. One of the best wipe-outs I've ever seen on a softball field.

She got back up and took off to complete her run, trying to catch the girls who had passed her by. I laughed when she got in the car and told her that was the best wipe-out I'd ever seen!

Later she explained that they'd already run bases twice that day and L~ had been giving less than her best on the second run. The coach challenged them all to run it like they meant it on the last run.

I loved knowing that was why she'd been running all out when I saw her.

I loved that when she went down she probably went down a lot harder for how hard she was trying.

I loved that she got back up.

I loved that she came up running.

I also loved that she was a little disappointed when she realized she wasn't any worse for the wear (no battle scars).