Reasons not to exercise when (my children, especially) are in the same room:
"Mommy, whatcha doin' now?"
"Mommy, are you layin' down?"
"Mommy, why you kicking you legs?"
"Mommy, what's next?"
"Mommy, I do dat too?"
"Mommy, watch me!"
Finally I snapped: BOYZ! MOMMY. CAN'T. (gasp) TALK. (Mommy can barely breathe.)
And then Baby cried because I wouldn't let him touch my 5 pound dumbbells. (Hello? If that isn't a broken toe just waiting to happen, then I don't know what is.)
20 minutes. All eyes on Mommy. I made it though. Day 2 of Jillian's 30 Day Shred. Hold me.
And some randomness:
Tonight, as I was washing dishes (I'm serious!), Eldest piped up to me out of the blue: I realllllly wish you had named me Andrew. I sooooo want a "W" in my name."
"Or Xavier. Because X's are cool too."