I've been working on getting back in shape. Which, although necessary in my book, it's not much fun right now. I've been trying to alternate a more intense-ish workout one day with a brisk walk the next. We set out to the beach as a family one evening, somehow forgetting a carrier/stroller for our oldest. My husband said "Maybe he'll just walk with us". Which, this is what our walk looked like:
Which turned into this:
And then this:
And then this:
I must admit, I was initially a bit annoyed at the change of events. I was there to exercise. But, seeing this sweet boy have the time of his life and hearing his squeals of excitement...well, a walk didn't seem so important any longer. For I was right where I belonged...watching and enjoying my oldest,
With a baby girl snuggled tight to my chest. Laughing with my husband.
It was sad leaving...
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