If you are surprised at that statement, then you have never met me. But thank you for your kind thoughts, anyway.
BUT I have found that I enjoy playing soccer with Kellen. Really, someone kicks it and then we race to see who can kick next. Sometimes I even beat him. After a few kicks we have to stop so Bonnie can kick the ball, which gives me a chance to catch my breath. But it's exercise for me with the added benefit of releasing some of that boundless boy energy.
On another note, Kellen's day was made today because we got to go watch construction trucks in action. They are building a road behind our house and we stood for awhile and watched the digger, dump truck, and one of those rollers with the bumpy things. Very cool.
Oh, and I'm having trouble explaining being married to Kellen. He maintains that I'm not married because I don't wear my wedding dress every day.
K: Mom, you're not married anymore.
Me: No, I got married to Daddy like you saw in the pictures and we will always be married.
K: No, you're not.
Me: Yes, I am.
etc. etc.
However, we played "match the spouse" and he pretty much picked out everyone's husband or wife, so I guess there's hope.
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That's a funny story about Kellen saying you're not married. Maybe you should put on your wedding dress just to prove it to him.
Maybe if I play enough soccer I can fit in my wedding dress.
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