I missed dinner last night. I was too busy feeling abused and ashamed at the gym. I went to a spin class. It was my first or second time at one of these, and it was kind of brutal, which is weird because all of the stuff that makes it hard or easy (resistance and speed) is on your honor. The class was full. Every last bike. Apparently, this happens a lot, and you're required to sign up for said class. It filled up 3 hours before the class started. Unaware, I just walked right in and took the last open bike in the room. 15 minutes into the class, the instructor turned someone away - probably the girl whose bike I was on. Sorry! The instructor was a cutey, and his choice in music was interesting. The class was hard. I think I'll go back on Monday.
Enough about the gym, this post is supposed to be about Bubba and his progress toward being a better human being. So last night's dinner was leftover night. That meant that we all kind of ate whatever, which works out well for Bubba. That's kind of his eating style in general. From what I hear, he 1. did not sit in his booster - Ben went straight for the high chair and has put the booster away, and 2. did a pretty good job with his meal! Hooray! Bubba had 1 or 2 time outs after I got back from the gym, but after some calming and hugging, he went to bed like a pro and slept all night. There wasn't even a 5:20 episode to completely disrupt our sleep. Ben and I commented to each other that we felt down right refreshed.
We're about to take back the night, folks!
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