I cannot give it up.
Sadly, I'm getting older, so that means my metabolism has been declining. So I either can A) give up my junk food or B) start working out.
I'm allergic to gyms, so I thought, okay, I'll start a walking/jogging thing. I've been doing this while the kids are in school. However, the kids are out of school now, and I can't stop eating junk food over the summer, so I decided to still do the walk/jog thing in the morning.
This means Tommy is in charge. He's 13 and it's legal for him to watch Natalie on base. I told him this, thinking he'd feel mature, but he was all, "What? I hate her though."
I went, "You don't HATE her. She'll be all you have when Dad and I croak."
Tommy scowled. "She's loud and she's always touching my things."
I grinned. "Welcome to my world! Plus, I'll be gone for about twenty minutes and I'm on base on the trails. If anything goes wrong, I have my phone. I can be back to the house in five minutes. Two if I can muster up the strength to run."
Tommy agreed.
But Natalie? When I told Natalie Tommy would be in charge of her she was like,
"Are you KIDDING me? He barely remembers to feed the cat!"
I groaned and rubbed my temples. "Natalie," I said calmly. "It's for TWENTY minutes. He won't even have to FEED you."
"I can take care of myself," Natalie grumbled.
I started to do this on Saturday so they'd get used to it. Normally I take the weekends off. Natalie gripped onto my leg and was like, "Hurry back," as if I were leaving for a week.
It went okay though. Natalie eventually let me free, and when I came back she was on the iPad and Tommy was messing around with his phone. Natalie took one look at my red face and went,
"Are you okay? Do I need to call 911?"
My face turns bright red when I walk/jog because I feel like I want to die and keel over. Another runner even asked if I was okay once. I think he was worried I was going to die and keel over.
"I'm great," I lied. Sweat was dripping off my forehead. "I see everything is okay here. Tommy took good care of you?"
Natalie shrugged. "He ignored me and I ignored him."
Okay then.
But at least I can still walk/jog and enjoy some donuts.
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Ah man, I can imagine adolescent babysitters are difficult. I'm glad you are able to get some work out time in for yourself though!
ReplyDeleteI love junk food. I really need to give up my cookies but alas I cannot! Good for you for getting a jog in!
ReplyDeleteI love your daughter and how dramatic she is because my daughter is exactly the same and I think they'd be great friends.
ReplyDeleteHaha! This cracks me up! They sound so funny!
ReplyDeleteHahah I love this! Too funny!
ReplyDeleteI don't tell my boys if I leave. That way they are clued in to how much they can goof off. I tell my daughter and she keeps it under wraps! LOL
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHA, That is the perfect picture. I could totally picture Natalie doing that exact pose and reaction! Psst.. I love junk food too!
ReplyDeleteHaha! My brother and I used to fight like crazy so it's a good sign they are ignoring each other.
ReplyDeleteYes to junk food! ha ha
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to leave my kids! With Scarlet being five and the oldest, I guess I have awhile. Sob.
ReplyDeleteI can't wait until my oldest is able to babysit his siblings. I was able to watch my sister when I was 10 if we were just home. Times have changed...
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHA allergic to gyms.....so funny. Your kids are a freaking riot. I was laughing the entire time I read this post, so thanks for that. Great start to my day.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I am so far off from being able to leave my kids home alone, I found myself getting extraordinarily jealous of your kids being older than mine. #yourewinning
Love that they ignored each other - so funny!!! Glad that you can get at least 20 minutes to yourself even during the summer while Tom is gone!!!
ReplyDeleteMmm, donuts... !! Good on for you getting out there and going for a run!
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