There’s nothing
like a child to make you feel a little bit guilty. Adam and I arrived home
about the same time today, which is highly unusual, but it worked out perfectly.
Benji jumped out of Adam’s car and quickly ran to my car to inform me that “daddy’s
car won because it has nitrous.” Now, there was a time when I believed that my
husband’s previous vehicle, a kia sportage, was fully equipped with nitrous…until
I learned that it was just a passing gear, however I’m very positive that our
family Durango does NOT have nitrous! Anyway, I let Benji go on believing daddy’s
story. After informing me of the questionable substance used to race mommy’s
car home, Benji ran to help Adam unload wood. He was obviously full of energy
today. After loading and unloading wood, Ben finally came into the house and walked
onto my yoga mat, which had remained on the floor from the last time I did
yoga, which was….maybe 2 nights ago. As I’ve said before I’m not in the running
for best housekeeper this year! Anyway, Benji asked to do yoga which surprised
me because he had only done it with me once before and lost interest very
quickly. I informed him that he could do yoga, however he would have to do it
alone because I needed to get dinner ready, he agreed. I found my P90X Yoga DVD
and pressed play, he began and continued for 15-20 minutes. Rather than getting
dinner around, I sat my lazy butt in the chair and watched him. As entertaining
as it was, I was quickly reminded that my 3 year old son was energetically
performing advanced yoga while I was sitting in the lazy boy! After he was finished he said, "I'm tired with yoga, I feel like I need a snack and I think it needs to be candy." Instead of candy I jumped up as soon as Benji
was finished, got dinner around, which consisted of a frozen pizza and dinosaur
shaped chicken nuggets (today happens to be Adam’s and my 4 year anniversary…yes,
this was our anniversary meal.) After a couple slices of pizza and a handful of
dinosaur nuggets, I was feeling incredibly lazy and very full of processed
foods. Who ever thought of molding chicken parts into the shape of dinosaurs
anyway, why not process them into the shape of chickens? After dinner was
cleaned up, baths had been given to the kiddos, and a few other mundane
household chores were completed, I felt it necessary to restart the P90X yoga
video for myself. This time it was me, a little less energetically, but
performing yoga nonetheless, while Adam sat in the lazy boy. I’m quite sure
that he didn’t feel the guilt, and I don’t think I’m as entertaining to watch,
but it wasn’t long before he left the room and I had 30 minutes of peace and
quiet to myself…and a few animals who always feel the need to be a part of everything
I do. As I sit here, again on the couch, I’m still feeling that I need to do
something more to outdo my 3 year old. Maybe I’ll hold off for tonight and convince
myself that I’ll wake up at 5:30 AM to run a few miles!
