When we decided he needs to get fit, he raids Charlotte's headband collection and picks out what he considers to be workout clothes. His favorite workout is scaling his version of a climbing wall -- the outside of the staircase.
"Mom, dis is how you do EXERCISE."
It's like watching a mini Sir Edmund Hillary at work.
"Wook, Mom! I'm up so HIGH!"
I tried taking pictures of his aerobics routine in the entryway, but I didn't use a flash and everything turned out a little too fuzzy. Here he is, taking a break.
Oops, he's begging for another TV show again. It's a constant battle we fight with him, and I'm just about ready to throw the darn TV out the window at this point. We had some fun with sorting buttons and then stuffing them into superhero vehicles a little earlier, but now I'm going to have to do something drastic to keep him from incessantly whining for TV. Ack.
