Today was the annual weigh in/health assessment/torture session at Erik’s office. Better known as the ‘Day of Dread.’ Spouses have to come too, which only increases the pain. Not only does Erik have to get his body fat and cholesterol checked, but he’s obliged to listen to my incessant whining about the indignity of getting my waist measured and stepping on the evil scale.
No one likes to fail the assessment, so we’ve been very good lately. So much so, that Erik saved has Valentine cake in the freezer– swatting Ben away from it every few days, “But Dad, if it’s heart-shaped it must be mine.”
Poked, prodded, measured, cuffed, weighed and interrogated– Erik retired to his office to consume the cake.
He did say he might bring home a piece for me. Maybe.
hmm, does that look a wee bit posed?
Does this mean the bullet has been bitten?
yeah. nice flex.
Oh my – you really have to do this once per year. nothankyouverymuch.
I could not resist that cake. yum.
Hmmm…I would not like this job.
Let them eat cake!
Particularly if it looks that great!
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I could use a bite of cake.
I wish I had one of those cakes in my freezer, I would gobble it for breakfast! Did you make it? Wowie. YUMMY.
Mathmom and family
I’m with Jan. That looks like breakfast to me!
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I first found her through a Segullah article when I was desperately searching the internet for other LDS mother with young children going through divorce. It is a lonely place to be and I am so grateful to have found her blog just to know there are others like me.
You have a beautiful family and beautiful attitude about Motherhood.
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No, that couldn’t be posed. That’s how his muscles naturally are when he’s in pictures, right? 😉