We joined the YMCA a few weeks ago, and I have been taking Hayes swimming in their indoor pool on Tuesdays and Thursdays while Addie is in preschool. We swim for about 30 minutes and then take a shower there in the locker room. The whole morning just wears him out.
He didn't even attempt to eat his cracker....just crashed on the 1.5 mile drive home.
On this particular morning, he didn't even wake up when I carried him in and layed him on the kitchen floor.
Nope. He just kept right on snoozin'.
I must mention that I am also working on dropping Hayes off at the "Child Watch" (babysitting service they offer there so that parents can work out). It's not working. He hates it. And the workers sigh and roll their eyes when they see me coming. He cries the whole time, and they end up having to come and get me. I did manage a full 45 minutes of a Zumba class the other day, but when I went to pick him up, he was red-eyed and snotty-nosed from all of his crying. It broke my heart, but we will be there again tomorrow to try again. Wish me luck! And remind me in 15 years, he will be wishing me away and telling me to quiet down as I cheer him on from the sidelines of some scary physical sport. That will be much harder than my current Tuesday/Thursday routine.
He didn't even attempt to eat his cracker....just crashed on the 1.5 mile drive home. 
On this particular morning, he didn't even wake up when I carried him in and layed him on the kitchen floor. 
Nope. He just kept right on snoozin'. 
I must mention that I am also working on dropping Hayes off at the "Child Watch" (babysitting service they offer there so that parents can work out). It's not working. He hates it. And the workers sigh and roll their eyes when they see me coming. He cries the whole time, and they end up having to come and get me. I did manage a full 45 minutes of a Zumba class the other day, but when I went to pick him up, he was red-eyed and snotty-nosed from all of his crying. It broke my heart, but we will be there again tomorrow to try again. Wish me luck! And remind me in 15 years, he will be wishing me away and telling me to quiet down as I cheer him on from the sidelines of some scary physical sport. That will be much harder than my current Tuesday/Thursday routine. 
2 comments:
Hahahaha...him sleeping on the kitchen floor is heeesterical!!!
Just think of his crying as a 45 minute workout for him. He will be the healthiest kid in town!
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