At this afternoon’s cross country meet, I saw my boy coming around the last turn and sprinting toward the finish line. He was going all out. 100% all the way to the end. Leaving it all on the track. Balls to the wall.

Actually, he looked a bit like me in spin class. Same face, same determination. No DNA test required, that boy was certainly mine.

Also, the boy in front had better watch out, because my boy is right behind…

…and he looks hungry…

No doubt, that’s my boy!