Mosquitos

Today at my daughters cross country practice I had mosquitos biting me all over my feet as I recorded time splits with another mom (I'm the head coach for the Jr and Sr high teams). I thought it was so strange that the mosquitos loved me, but didn't seem to affect her nearly as badly. When I thought I was going to scream or pull out my hair I looked down to see what it was about my ankles that they so adored only to discover my feet completely covered in ants! Stupid ants. But it was all ok, because I knew that right after practice we were headed to my mom's house for chicken that my grandmother (88 yrs young and a professional chef) had cooked. I am so blessed.