I have 3 beautiful distractions at my house. This morning I set my goal: drink water, eat breakfast, exercise, and then do some house work.
It sounded good.
I finished breakfast and was getting ready to find my exercise ball, when from the top of the stairs I heard my sweet 3 year old bellow, "Mommy, Crackers have poop".
Have I mentioned that Crackers is learning to use the bathroom? I groaned inside - he's in underwear.. and playing in the bedroom... and if he really "has poop" - is it all over him yet?
So, I haven't gotten my exercise in yet because I have 2 beautiful boys in the bathtub. I'll get there.. soon.