For 9 years of teaching, I have noticed a worsening trend when it comes to the chronology of "exercise and shower". Since my high schools days there has been a sizable increase in physical activity at the high school level. Unfortunately the amount of showering is directly disproportionate.
I am all about a lot of exercise. I am the crazy 33 week pregnant lady you saw jogging in the rain, 37 weeks dancing in your Zumba class, and 1 week past due hiking up giant hills. Selfishly, my favorite baby-related item, is my BOB. June Bug and I love long walks on the beach and a jog in the rain. But we have never confused what follows: June Bug gets a play date with his pack n' play and Mama Bug gets a shower.
So where did the confusion start?
I'm going to point a finger. That's right Sandra Boynton, I'm pointing at you. I love your books, I think most of them are cute and clever. But when you send your critters down to take a bath in one big tub and brush-and-brush-their teeth...do NOT send them back upstairs to exercise!!!!
It drives me crazy! Worse, it's June Bug's favorite part; must be the Y-chromosome.
I could stop reading the book, but of course June Bug loves it (proven by the giant chunks of missing cardboard that he's gnawed off). I have considering altering the order in which I read the pages, but then it doesn't rhyme, also a problem.
So alas The Going to Bed Book remains in the nightly line-up, but I'm open to suggestion. In the meantime here's a clean June Bug, sadly outgrowing Mama Bugs favorite towel.
At 2 months and 8.5 months! |
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