So Jackson gets obsessive. About a lot of things. Not sure where it comes from???
Lately. It's with his abs. I might be beaming. Honestly. And once he sets his mind to something ... he doesn't mess around.
It's every day I catch him somewhere in the house .. doing this -
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So awesome ... sends warm fuzzies all throughout my body. Can't say I'm not proud. Can't say I don't show him new exercises every day.
He's a dedicated boy.
That's turned into slightly annoying dedicated boy.
Like we hear on the daily ...
HEYYYYYY anyone wanna check out my sweet abs? Ready? Anybody?
Which leads into all of us yelling ... STOP IT NO JACKSON!
So then he goes to the bathroom and takes shameless selfies and sends them our way.
And it's awfully hard to say "wow .. good job son" ... when his response is "yeah .. I know .. wish you had them too, don't you mom?"
Whatever son ... I can do that too ...
To which he responds ... "I still look better ... I think I only see four on yours and if you remember how to count ... pretty sure 4+2=6... every last time"
I'm not ashamed to use lame excuses like ... I had babies... did you??
Just some friendly muscle head competition going on over here. Pass the protein.
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1 comment:
I don't know. I like your abs better. But maybe that's because I'm a guy. And I also recognize how much harder and rarer it is for someone older than 20 to have abs like yours, whereas when I was a teenager I had abs like his, too. Not anymore, though.
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