Scotty hates the color run, so this year, he wore protective gear.
He did the whole course with plastic wrap around his bottom half. At the end, he had sweat dripping out of the sleeves of his raincoat. When he felt safe, he took off the wrap and threw it away. He came away with red feet, and a small purple smear on his forehead. I asked him if it was worth it, and he said ABSOLUTELY YES.
Watching the sweat drip from his sleeve
Yeah, the color run is messy, but it's only once a year!
Most of the time when we do the color run, we invite our nieces and nephews. This year we had a sleepover with ten kids on Friday night, and then we took them all to do the run.
Check out my nephew's hair!
It's the eighth wonder of the world!
Daisy's hair looked pretty cool after the run:
She and Zoe are still rocking some residual color in their hair, and everyone has a spot or two in their ears and elbow creases. It just makes the next week's worth of baths all the more rewarding!
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Just playing catch up on your blog. This looks really fun.
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