Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Good Habits

I started working out again a few weeks ago. But this is not really about that. Because the 5 people who read this are probably like same song, same verse. I've been through this before. I'm not saying it's going to stick. I'm not saying it won't. I just need to try. It seems to be going well though. MyFitnessPal and I are BFF now. My plan is not to change anything in this new routine until it actually is a routine. That's where I trip up most of the time.

Anyway. Bub woke up early the first day I started again, and asked if I was exercising. I thought, okay this is good. He can see me trying to create a good habit. After all, like it or not, pretty much everything I do is an example for my kids. Sometimes I get tired of being that example. I just want to eat 6 cupcakes and curse like a sailor. But choices and all that. I really want my daughter to see me creating this good habit too but I'm not going to wake her up at 5:30 in the morning. I'm not crazy.

He starts school tomorrow so our routine is going to revert back to that. So I have to see how it all works together. Still I am making no goals, no concrete promises to myself. I'm just going to try.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

140 decibels

My daughter is loud. She is loud in a way that BT and I are not. He pointed it out to me one day. "Have you noticed how loud is she?" And then I did. It's not that BT and I are incapable of being loud, but we generally are not. I suppose she comes by it honest anyway because his family is loud and my father's family is loud though I didn't know that loudness was a genetic trait. Bub, I would say, falls in the general regular loudness scale, when he is excited, etc. But just regular talking, not so much. But she is just very outspoken and at top volume. I asked if she knew what an inside voice is. "No," she said. I told her it was when you are inside so you talk quieter. She thought about it for a moment. "No," she said. No, that's okay, apparently I'm cool with using an outside voice at all times is what I assume she meant. It seems though she is not like this with everyone. At daycare they are surprised when we pick her up and she exhibits her most three year old behaviors (me first! me do it! NO ME!). They think she is a quiet, sweet, angel baby. She has them snowed. We know the truth at home.