I was a running rockstar all summer but I've been waylaid by an Achilles tendon injury. Luckily my husband managed to spend HIS summer reorganizing our garage so we could set up the elliptical trainer out there.
(What's that? You're supposed to park your CAR in a garage? Don't be ridiculous. Then what would we do with the elliptical? and the sleds? and the broken microwave oven?)
Now that the kids are back in school I've been putting them on the bus at 7:45 and then heading into the garage to work out. It's been great except my 4yo is still home at that time and despite my insistence that she "go upstairs and hang out with Daddy." she likes to keep up a running dialog through my pain.
Today she found a winter sled that had been pulled out.
"What's this?" she asked.
"I sled." I gasped.
She climbed in and started to shake the handle up and down in a way that mimicked a rider jiggling the reins to make a horse go - I thought.
"What am I doing?" she asked.
"Riding a horse." I heaved.
"No! Riding a SLED." she told me.
"NOW what am I doing?" she asked, pulling back on the rope.
"Stopping?" I panted.
"No! I'm pulling the sled." she told me.
Then she looked at me and added, "You are not the smartest person."
And then, in a way that suggested that the two of them had discussed it previously, she went on, "Me and my sister are the smartest persons."
I'm going to have to agree with her. I wouldn't play Charades with you on my team.
My son constantly tells me that I "just don't get him." He's 3, What's to get?
Posted by: Tonya | September 22, 2011 at 03:04 PM
I have to agree with Tonya - as bad as I suck at Charades, you are, apparently, worse. We would not make a good team.
Posted by: lceel | September 22, 2011 at 03:14 PM
ahahaha we can play Charades together Kit.. I'll be your partner.. i'm just as bad... but i have the solution = I'll bring the wine :D
Posted by: Jaimie | September 22, 2011 at 09:21 PM
Your 4 yr old is too much...funny
Posted by: DHArza | September 22, 2011 at 09:50 PM
I thought garages were for random assortments of random crap that's either broken or "we just need to find a place for it," and then years and years pass.
Posted by: john | September 23, 2011 at 10:23 AM
I love how they've "discussed" this before =)
I haven't been able to park either car in my two car garage since about May. Which is when the garage door broke and my husband decided instead of fixing it to use the garage as a storage vestibule of crap.
Posted by: Marta | September 23, 2011 at 08:24 PM