Yesterday we all went over to our friend Jami's place. She lives right on the Marathon route, around the 23 mile mark. After a while, Eddie understood the idea of cheering the runners. He clapped, and he'd put his hands up and say "Wooo!" He ran up and down by the course, laughing and clapping (and stopping to pet some doggies.) I think the cheering crowds were a little intense for him, though, because he'd frequently head down side streets or around the grounds of a church on the street there, to get a little bit away. He went in the parking lot behind the apartment building several times. While we were back there, he started running through the parking lot, pointed at himself and said "Eddie runner! Eddie runner!"
"Eddie's a runner?" I said. "Wow! Go Eddie!"
"Go Eddie Go!" he said, running down the lot.
Eddie also had fun with Jami's two cats, who were very friendly. He got to pet them (other cats he knows don't like to be petted.) Inside the apartment, he saw marathon runners on the TV, and cheered for them: "Woooo!" (He was probably more vocal cheering for the TV than in person!)
On the way home, we were stuck on the train for over an hour while it was stopped in the tunnels. Eddie was very patient. When we finally emerged, we went to Chipotle to get dinner. While we were there, Eddie said "Home again, home again" (completing the rhyme he used the day before when we went to the store: "To market, to market, to buy a fat pig; home again, home again, jiggety jig.")
We were all glad to get home! It was a long day. It was beautiful out and we did lots of cheering!
Wooohooo! Go, Eddie, go!
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