Tuesday's Thoughts

I'm not sure at what point Braedyn's bathtime got extended to 30 minutes. But I'm pretty sure it coincided with him realizing that right after bathtime is bedtime. During his bath, Braedyn thoroughly entertains himself by lining up all of his toys and blocks, over and over and over again. I usually have him count all his toys after he lines them up so he can practice his numbers. When tonight's bath inched closer to the 35 minute mark, I figured I had better at least get some video footage to pass the neverending minutes.

I'm not sure when Braedyn started to drop the number 5 from his counting, but for some reason, he gets pretty excited about the number 6 and skips right over 5. And as for number 7, yeah ummm, he just really doesn't like that number either.

I know, I know, he's like a Little Boy Genius, huh? You know what they say... "Braedyn is smart". Well, maybe we're the only ones that say that, but whatever.

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So for some reason, sticking to a weight loss plan has totally eluded me the past 2 1/2 months. I'm not sure what has gone wrong, but it's not a good situation - at all. The *good* news is that I think I finally reached the point where I'm truly tired of my pants being a tad bit too tight. So for the 5th time this year, I'm trying to get back on track. Yesterday was Day #1 of Operation: Lose That Ass. And I have to say, with a name like that, how could things go wrong?

As I close out Day #2, things are going well so far. I mean, sure my stomach makes lots of growling noises all day, and sure I thought I was going to pass out from malnutrition today, but I willed myself to stay strong and to not give in. I even managed to eat my less-than-appetizing dinner...

It actually tasted okay as I closed my eyes and silently chanted: "It's not a Lean Cuisine meal, it's a Chick-Fil-A #1 Combo with no pickle. Mmm, Mmm, Good." Whatever it takes, right?