After we got home from the girls' races this afternoon, Madelyn was asking me about the 4th grader I run the mile with.
Madelyn: Why was she so upset?
Me, really wishing the answer "she's a fourth grade girl" would be acceptable: She thinks she should be able to run a lot faster than she can. She gets frustrated with herself, especially when the other kids pass her. It was a lot hotter today, so she was slower. Even though she's the youngest kid running the mile and hasn't been running as long as the other kids, she thinks she should be able to run as fast as them.
Madelyn, completely confused why she would think this way: Why?
Now, if only Madelyn always understands that she likely won't be the fastest.
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