Now today, I have done some serious nothing. I woke up and headed out to pick up some cereal, because I love the grocery store in the morning. It is completely deserted, and they make a coffee that is akin to the rec center coffee that I love (all watery and sad). There is a lot of help and absolutely NO ONE in front of you at the checkout. I LOVE IT.
At home, I had my cereal and talked to my mom and my sister, before bustling Ivan out the door for a walk where he got filthy and had to be physically tackled in order to be caught and taken home to be put into the bath. After a bath, Ivan headed to swim to practice his jumping and his swimming. He was an absolute champion, but started getting wild and running and I had no choice but to physically tackle him and restrain him into his diaper for the ride home. Sometimes, I think that half of my relationship with my child is comprised of counting to three, physically tackling and then doling out consequences. It is rather exhausting.
At home, I got in a bike ride, headed to work, and then out with friends for my Boston Marathon send off. Such fun. I only have to run a bit tomorrow and then pack like a madman.
1 comment:
I love that you act like you only talk to me and mom on your "lazy" days :) We talk 45 times a day.
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