I am an animal lover. Usually when people say that out loud, others automatically assume they are NOT animal lovers and are trying to convince you otherwise. I must admit though I was frightened of dogs as a child. Might have something to do with holding a tyre hubcap full of dog food and my grandfather letting two greyhounds off the leash, expecting me to put the food down. Of course, in seeing them galloping towards me the food went in the air I screamed and ran away. Not traumatized by this at all.
Anyway, I digress. I am an animal lover. On a recent attempt to get fit I began back at my local gym. Just a little free trial because if my 3-year-old doesn’t like the crèche there is no point joining up.
My little boy sitting on the footpath in under the A-frame gym sign out the front of the gym wasn’t a good start. Trying to coerce him out to come inside (this was day two by the way so he knew what was up and quite cheekily enjoyed crawling in to hide from me) wasn’t fun. Thank-fully it only took a few minutes to get him out so I was pretty relieved – I was anticipating I could have been there acting all calm and ‘together’ on the street for a good while!
On older photo of my son hiding in an A-frame sign. This has been something he has loved to do for a while!
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