I got a new lens the other day, which meant I wanted to play and play and play with it. Mallory was my semi-unwilling model. Unwilling in the sense that she wouldn’t sit and let me actually practice for reals, but willing in the sense that she would smile while doing her running, because she had to do her “miles” with her jogging stroller.
Pay no mind to the orange V-8 juice mustache.
That’s my iPhone on the front of her stroller so she could have music while did her “miles”.
Oh, and you probably forgot we have a dog. Here he is.
Your lawn needs mowing and your daughter needs running shoes.