He hates Un-Days.
After five days of balls-out exercise, today was my Un-Day. I did absolutely nothing that even resembled physical activity, other than sitting on the couch and playing video games with my kid.
I fucking love Un-Days.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Un-Day
My five-year-old calls boring days "Un-Days" -- no birthday parties, swimming or kung fu classes, play dates, visits to the park or zoo, or train rides to the city.
He hates Un-Days.
After five days of balls-out exercise, today was my Un-Day. I did absolutely nothing that even resembled physical activity, other than sitting on the couch and playing video games with my kid.
I fucking love Un-Days.
He hates Un-Days.
After five days of balls-out exercise, today was my Un-Day. I did absolutely nothing that even resembled physical activity, other than sitting on the couch and playing video games with my kid.
I fucking love Un-Days.
