Wow. Just finished exercising. That may sound like a normal everyday accomplishment but if you ever have had to settle a dispute between 2 three year olds while holding the plank pose than you know what my workouts tend to be like. I had a car pelted at me. And then the child who threw it lied about it... Exciting.
I was told I looked like a puppy at one point... well it was the "cat stretch" and I was told I was a fish when I was doing my flutter kicks on the floor.
I was pestered with "Is it over?" about ten times every couple minutes.
When I finished I was rewarded with, "You're done...Good job, Mom!" I felt so encouraged and then was asked, "Can I have some fruit snacks?" I laughed. Yes. Fruit snacks. Priorities, people. Priorities.