What do you get when your 16-month-old son digs through the recycle bin and finds a Greek yogurt container with just enough honey in it to coat his legs along with patches of the kitchen floor, then sets his sights on a bag of quinoa, which he holds upside down to watch the tiny kernels rain down around him?
Ladies and gentleman, I bring you The Homemade Human Birdfeeder.
True, the mess would not have happened if I had been keeping my eye on him. But I was just trying to get one more thing done. Because I was so entrenched in writing and editing I had surrendered my workout for the day.
Mostly my blog focuses on how our sweet little children can make workouts more difficult; sometimes they even prevent us from sweating altogether. But not today. When I walked in on The Boy smearing his honey-quinoa paste on the floor I took to the task of cleaning up and came to my senses about being productive. I was also, as you might expect, a little bit annoyed. The Boy's efforts seemed a round-about effort to get me to the gym to use my time more wisely. He knew what mommy needed: Cardio Kick Boxing and free childcare.
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