An exercise routine
November 9, 2012

D: Have you won any sweets?

Me: I don’t want any sweets.

D: Why?

Me: Because I won’t burn off the sugar like you – I’m sat down all day and not running around.

D: I know what you could do – you could drop me off at Vikki’s, and then you could run around – round and round – in Vikki’s car park for 3 minutes, and then get in the car and go to work. That’s my idea.

Me: It’s quite a good idea, but it’ll mean I’m late for work. Maybe I’ll run around at work during lunchtime.

D: But you’re not allowed to run at work…

Me: You are, if you find the right place.

D: And the right place is… Outside! Is it?

Me: Yes.

Special measures now in force
September 11, 2012

We’ve come to this mutually acceptable agreement.
D did try to confuse the matter by grabbing the pen and drawing beds and toilets and arrows in places they shouldn’t be, but I think we’ve managed to retain the essential messages.

Your morning wake up call
September 7, 2012

D:
Wake up, wake up!
Give yourselves a shake up,
Get your body moving,
It’s another new day!
Jump up, reach up,
Get your body moving!

– That’s a song we learned at school today.

 

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