Be a Cheerleader

Sometimes I want it to be all about me! Me! Me! Me! Me!

Most days, I realize that as the President of the family (more on this later), I need to look at my family and do a few things for them, like cook, do laundry, make sure the dogs are fed and oh ya, the worms.  I forget to introduce you to the worms in our basement that eat all our compost.

Anyways, my husband, let’s call him sexy neck, had the midnight to 3am shift with our poor little teething 11 month old. I knew that Sexy Neck wasn’t going to have alot of energy today. So, I arranged for the family to go down to the Beach/Park so that Sexy Neck could do a training swim for his triathlon. (I signed him up for the triathlon because for the last 10 years he has been talking about doing one, so I took the iniative and he has been loving it.)  Poor teething CW, had a nap in the stroller and our 3 year old, JC, was able to play at the fabulous Purple Park Playground.

Now, I get to see old Sexy Neck in a wetsuit, doing something that he has always wanted to do and loving it!

Today, I decided to be a cheerleader and I think we all feel better for it. Well, except for little CW and his poor teeth.

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