Everyone needs a skill. A hobby. Something they do in their “off” time. Even if this time consists of 45 second windows of peace between wiping baby booty, pacifier hunting, and keeping a 3.5 year old and 1 year old from permanently maiming each other.
I have many interests – most of which won’t fit into those small windows of time – but the top 3 are writing, reading, and dancing (the latter has the added perk of helping me lose the baby weight). Tonight, I relearned the Thriller Dance (#8 on To Do List) following Zumba class. My legs are now more rubbery than Gumby, but burning 1100 calories means I can eat more of my brownies (To Do List #4) with zero guilt.
The Tackler loves to build towers, destroy things, jump off of high platforms/furniture, run amok, and play with trains. Unfortunately, he still has The Cough, which means that if he engaged in the more active aforementioned pastimes today, it lead to a hacking fit that often resulted in emptying part of his stomach contents.
Yeah.. That was real fun.
And Lil’ Diva?
She loves to climb everything.
Especially if it isn’t particularly stable.
Her latest thing?
I’m so proud.
Time to invest in a crash helmet.