Saturday, September 22, 2007

Couch Potato Couch Potato

So I am not exactly a couch potato, just a super snacking, blog potato maybe. I wish I could train for a triathlon while driving the kids to soccer games, cheering, grocery shopping, more driving, cooking and eating dinner, going to enrichment night at Kate's ward, book group (negative calories/training for the delicious chocolate cake and ice cream - yummy, April!), Junior League meetings, walking the kids to and from school (that may count, except it's not exactly training), dancing and singing for the entertainment of Samuel & Owen & Weston (and the utter embarrassment of Holden), watching Andy completely re-finish our wood floors, a lonely morning bike ride (due to Kate's awaky-wake kiddos), a little shopping at REI and Pearl Izumi store (so I may look like a serious athlete), talking on the phone with Cici and Megan, hanging out at Kate's, and not cleaning my house. Maybe next week, okay Andy is totally out of town all week, so the next, next week I will get serious and actually start swimming or something.

A few more things "accomplished" this week. Holden losing his first tooth. Owen finally asking for a haircut and receiving a darling one! A fun birthday bash for Samuel. Very eventful and restless, but fun sleepovers at the Bunches and Creers (P is the LIGHTEST sleeper EVER!). Sourdough pancakes for Saturday morning. A new to us, but used jogger from ksl.com. A 4 1/2 year old (on the 17th), and an equally adorable 6 month old (on 21st). Finally succumbing to shoes for P, even though I love how she sucks on her toes, but it's getting cold! And of course, Owen picked them out. (The darling socks shown above from Cici thank you very much!)Beautiful weather, and stunning and quickly fleeting autumn colors! If every week could be this marvelous.

7 comments:

Leslie said...

this is exactly my problem. i say stuff like this all the time. i thought you were an early morning walker/jogger. that totally counts, even if you didn't actually do it today. or this week. :)

Kate said...

To every time there is a season... wait a few years- and you will be able to do all these things and more (right?) for right now- get the workout in- in the morning- and enjoy your family... for as we know....these years are fleeting...

The Ringleader said...

Being a mom is like being a serious athlete. We wear sweats or jeans with spandex in them. We smell bad and sweat. We lift all kinds of things, kids, groceries, cookies. The biking, swimming, and jogging stuff will always be there. Yes, it's therapeutic, but as Katie said, this time of life is short lived with our families. Do what you can! You look great!

JoJo said...

Katie's comment depresses me. Man. I guess it's one of those "carpe diem" concepts, if that's how you spell that. The days are fleeting... Anyway...

You are amazing and wonderful and you have such adorable kids. I wish I could see your wood floors. Where are they? (PS- The last pic of P is sooooooooooo cute! She looks so old!)

MarySue said...

Wonderful photos you very busy gal. I don't know how you do it all!!! I'd love to hear about the first time the tooth fairy has visited your house. Big kisses to all.

Trevlyn said...

See Annette. See Annette ride her bike. See Annette run her kids around. See Annette run to the barbershop, play tooth fairy and dress her beautiful baby girl in socks cute enough to drool over. Go, Annette, go!!!!!

Brooke said...

two words, trainer and treadmill. I was very impressed with your will power against the chocolate cake the other night. Don't be so hard on yourself! I say put your main effort into what you truly love and do the bare minimum on the other responsibilities! My bike trainer and treadmill are the only way I've been able to exercise consistently. Not that that is an easy solution either. Good luck!

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