We'd made it over a quarter of the way through the year without messing up our New Years Resolution. We went outside for 15 minutes EVERY day, no matter what. We had the flu? We went out and sat in the rocking chair or to lie down on the bench for our outdoor time. We forgot until 9 pm? We all bundled up and cuddled on the porch swing for exactly 15 minutes, and then ran in to the warm house. We planted new grass outside and weren't supposed to walk on it? We watched the kids and Gia closely, making sure they didn't walk on the new "baby grass" during outside time. And then about a week and a half ago, I suddenly realized I couldn't remember playing outside the day before. I freaked out, trying to remember. I finally realized I'd been running errands all day and was distracted, and we NEVER DID IT. I was SO mad.
I'm kind of an all or nothing kind of girl, so now that I have failed at doing it every single day this year, I'm WAY more tempted to skip it on the really hot days, or if I just have a lot to do inside. Now I have to really talk myself into making it happen, remembering I love to be outside, and it makes me way happier once I'm out there. Like exercise, hard to start, but feels really good once you do it.
This is unrelated, but today we were picking Jess up from work, and when we pulled in to the parking lot I called Jess to tell him we were there. He said he needed three minutes. When I hung up, Paige asked if they could get out of their seats and play in the car while we waited. I said "No, not this time. He'll be out in three minutes." She goes "No, he won't be. I KNOW it." I laughed and said "Oh, you know it huh?" She nodded, trying to look upset and not smile. So I asked how she knew, and she said "Because. I'm....sci...ent..ific..." Haha. She was shooting for "psychic", and knew "scientific" wasn't it, but struggled through anyway.
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