Getting Physical

Back when we started homeschooling I remember fretting about how I was going to “do” gym with the kids.  I even spent forty some dollars on a book that would walk us through different physical activities and work out regimes.  How retarded was that?Looking back, and looking around I just have to shake my head and smile.  When my kids aren’t seated around a table piled high with books, or lazing with me on the swing or couch reading more books, they are up to their eyeballs in physical activity.    Like;

pull ups for instance.

not your traditional kind mind you, but they’ll do the trick.

lunges

splits

The old heave

Ho

Who needs a stair stepper when there are fences to climb?

and who needs to be sent to run laps when there are siblings to race?

  

and oh do they race.

flip flops and ducky boots n’ all

The competition is fierce

and usually they are pretty good sports

just havin’ fun.

that is until somebody older female passes somebody male younger

 

Then all of a sudden things aren’t so fun anymore

But like any good mother of boys, I blamed it on the flip flops.

Oh and no worries, if you find yourself alone without a sibling to race, there are always butterflies to be chased.

Suffice it to say I think adequate physical activity on the part of the rugrats is not something I need concern myself with.