Tuesday, August 7, 2012

No more talky-talky for you.

Jack sat on my bed and watched me while I did my work out this morning.

He had a hard time keeping his thoughts to himself:

"Those exercises don't look very hard to me..."

"Why are you sweating already when you just started?..."

"Those weights are tiny, Mommy! Can I use them after you?"

...Needless to say, he's not allowed in the room when I'm working out any more.

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