I was at the Y this morning and the place was filled with "serious workout people." I was noticing that there weren't any "fattish" people in at that time of day when I suddenly caught sight of one walking in the side wall mirror. "Oh, here comes one," I thought. Then I stopped short, turned and really looked. AGGGGGHHHHH!! It was me! How depressing. I exercised the crap out of myself today, literally. At least Evan behaved and stayed in the child care for almost an hour...
A funny thing... Evan calls his potty the "bobby." He calls Melon "minnow" and balloons "balls." The new Super Target has these big red balloons at the front and he loves them.
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