I asked Little Z if he wanted to go on a bike ride, to which he immediately replied with a clear, defiant, "No!" His "no" was so well formulated on his full, rounded lips and accented with his deep voice which has always been completely age inappropriate that it hits you with power.
But he was clearly just enjoying using his new favorite word, because as soon as he said it, he jumped off the couch and head to the door. Then somehow he managed to put both his crocs on by himself!
The exercising has definitely brought back my sense of humor. This morning as I piled laundry into the washer, removed bedsheets to be replaced, made breakfast, cleaned up and dressed Little Z, one of the boys started to ask for something and I said "I can't right now because I have to make sure all of this is done so I can go to the parent volunteer celebration at school." Then I smirked internally as cinderalla came to mind...
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