I’m moving slowly, carefully, eternally grateful that I learned to plie. The boys want to go to the park, but right THIS minute, I’m not *that* mobile. Maybe later today.
The great debate rages internally. The Folks ™ and I need to have a conversation, but I’m fairly convinced it will be wasted breath. The armchair psychologist in me says “People have no tolerance of their own behaviors when displayed in other people”.
A goodly amount of time is spent in her chair watching TV, reading, doing crosswords. I’m not quite sure how that behavior is any different than mine yesterday – except for the unavoidable “HEY DON’T JUMP ON ME OWOWOWOWOWOWOW” that having two very active kids necessitates.
We shall see.