I Guess She Still Needs Me
My watch is a step/stair counter. I put it on the moment my feet hit the carpet. Dedicated? Maybe. Weird? Definitely. But I consistently log 1000 steps (including stairs) before 7 am and I haven’t even left the house. This is because I am held hostage by my 12-year-old daughter and her sleepy-head inertia. Getting her out of bed and out the door in the morning requires crossing the house to trudge up and down the stairs more times that I like to admit. My daughter is at “that age” where the teenage sleep pattern shifts to night owl who…
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Pulse On Parenting
One minute at a time, right? (Whew!)