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This morning we spent an hour getting ready to go to the pool only to spend about half an hour actually at the pool. I think it was a doomed mission before it ever got started. I should have gotten the hint when I had to hold the littlest person down with my arms and legs on the floor to get the sunscreen on her screaming kicking little body. The following hour at the pool was just as traumatic with several attempts by her to earn a free ride to the Emergency Room via ambulance.

I also did about three-fourths of my morning workout until her crying and trying to climb up my legs won out. Lunch is over and I am actually laying in my bed with her trying to decide if I should give up the idea of rollerblading this afternoon. The way this day has been going makes me leary of putting wheels under my feet.

The oldest little person is also having entirely too much fun taking pictures of things here in the house and messing with them in photoshop. The day is young, we will see what happens. I am definitely going to the gym tonight though and then for a swim. If it kills me.

Posted by gwendolyn on August 09, 2001 at 01:24 PM