Achy Breaky Body.

It was my morning to get up with H today. J and I take turns on weekends and days off and when the clock said 6:22am, I heard him. And then I tried to get out of bed.

From my ribcage down to my knees my body quivered. I rolled to my side and used my arm to sit up and even that was ouch.

It's 'the day after' and I am SORE.

Friday started with my very first Pilates class where I joked with L that if I didn't know better I'd think she was trying to kill me. (She reminded me though that I was the one who wanted to go.) She told me last week how hard it was and I had laughed. Umm, she was right. It's hard.

(There will probably NEVER be pictures of us in class. Sorry!)

After class since I was feeling so good about myself from exercising and all that, I decided I would be a good mom and take H to the Children's Museum. This would have been an even more stellar idea had I brought a stroller. The walk to and through the museum was just fine. He's almost two he usually does a fine job. It was the leaving bit that was a little painful since I had to carry him a lot of it.

Sesame Street at the Children's Museum.
Water Works. He could have spent two hours in here alone.
After our long visit we stopped and saw Ronald and H had a cheeseburger and fries. I couldn't eat it after thinking about my hard workout that morning.

Then we had our Wii party. Which was very fun.

M and T figuring it out while L watched.
Go M!Yeah!
H was very entertained and curious about this whole thing. Had to keep him out of the way so he didn't get injured.

Grandpa made an after dinner appearance, but he said watching was enough fun for him.
J getting squashed at tennis by yours truly.
Victory is all mine!

Needless to say, my body is t.i.r.e.d. From pilates to carrying heavy children for long stretches of time to Wii action. Friday kicked my butt.