Every Tuesday Ollie insists on wearing his track shirt, a shirt that actually says track on it. He wears it because Tuesday is running club at school, and Ollie loves running club. I went to the awards ceremony at his school on Thursday, Oliver and his friend Alyssa were recognized for running the most laps in his class..
I knew Ollie loved running club, all those marathons his aunties have run must have rubbed off on him... how come I didn't get that gene...
This morning Ollie woke up bright and early (6 am on a Sunday for gosh sake) and wanted to do his yoga kids. Which he did, while I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and drank coffee.
Than this afternoon I was feeling grumpy cause I ate pizza last night for dinner and a sugar cookie at a birthday party (okay 3 sugar cookies) so I put on biggest loser boot camp, Ollie did the whole thing with me, I gave him soup cans to use as weights.... the best little personal trainer a mama could ask for. 
