No matter how often we tell them to stay on the grass they never listen. We invariably have to go chasing after them to prevent them racing out onto the road. We are pretty sure they would not be brave enough to go outwith our sight but we don’t want to take any chances.
Being a mummy to a two year old is pretty hard work. They never stop. And I really mean never! Did I mention that they are fast? For people with such little legs they can fairly move when they want to. Then there’s that look they give each other before running in opposite directions. Conversations, therefore, tend to be disjointed at best until we decided that we weren’t going to let our toddlers get the better of us.
Let the training commence! Only on rare occasions in my life have I actually felt inclined to run but if I’m going to do it though this is that time. We’ve started jogging a couple of times a week. It’s not fast as we can still manage to talk for the duration of the two miles. Some might say that we are not working hard enough but actually I think we’re working doubly hard.
Since starting I definitely feel better. It’s now easy to get places that I want to go with the little one in tow with games of “you can’t catch me” or “I’m going to catch you”. Plus I have a new lease of life for climbing up to the top of the slide and unleashing my inner child by sliding down to the bottom when the toddlers are distracted by the potential dizzying effect of the roundabout.