I Should be Doing Pilates

Right now I am in my work out clothes with a choice to work out or not.  There's a good chance I will still get to it at some point... Maybe...  We just said a morning prayer before sending off my middle school son.  He called on his baby sister to say the prayer even though I was  acting antsy for him to call on me.  I know why he made this decision.  Little Girl's prayers are comical.  She looks around through half-slitted eyes and works whatever she sees into the prayer.  Today was a bit different, but still funny.  So I am blogging to share with you, instead of working out.  Priorities you know....  She said "Please bless Mommy, and Daddy, and Brother.  Please bless that our cereal won't get soggy" (we just got some LIFE cereal, so you can see what she's thinking here) "and that our new 'playground' will not get stolen" (a Little Tikes slide was recently donated to us.  It sits on the front lawn and there is frequent talk about moving it to the back so it won't walk away).  So I guess it has a protective shield for one more day thanks to Little Girl's plea this morning.

Another distraction from my work out this morning is a potential crime in the neighborhood.  And I am not referring to Little Tikes theft.  While my husband was out jogging this morning he called me from his cell phone and asked me to write down a license plate number.  When I asked why he said he'd tell me when he got home.  My imagination ran wild and I thought up all kinds of evil deeds.  Here's what he reported when coming in the door dripping with sweat.  A white truck pulled up to a house and quickly pulled a trash bag out of a can and put it in the back of his truck and pulled away.  I know, it reeks of identity theft! It's not kidnapping but it still seemed wrong.  So it was surprising when the police were not at all excited and told my husband that stealing trash was not a crime.  So let this be a lesson to all of you to shred your personal information!  And let it be a lesson to me that I have to get up even before 6:30 if I want to do Pilates because exciting stuff happens early in the morning.

Side note: my seven yr old just saw me and said 

"I see you're wearing your running costume this morning" ... very telling