And it's not that I don't want to blog...or that I don't have anything to blog about. I've just lacked the motivation to even fathom putting my thoughts, feelings, etc. into words.
Matt upgraded his gym/YMCA membership to a family one. That was part of his Christmas gift to Zachariah and I. I've been slowly getting into going there and working out. It's a much needed change in my life. I have a long way to go, but I'm glad to have the chance to start.
Today I went to workout for a while and left Zachariah in the babysitting area. Have I told you how social my child is? Some people cannot believe that he isn't in school. He will probably be a social butterfly.
When I left him at the babysitting center, there were many kids, so he ran off to play. By the time I got back, there was only one other younger child in there with Zachariah and the two women working. He was sitting on the floor with both adults just talking away. Looked like they were having a great discussion.
They told me that he was telling them he wants to be a teacher (new to me). He was teaching them to spell their names. Ha ha ha! And his name too. So cute. He was literally quizzing them on things.
On the way out I was talking to him about wanting to be a teacher. He said he'd also like to work in a restaurant like the girl we saw the other night. Oh my.
When we were out to eat last week, Zachariah started watching one of the waitresses. We only realized after he started blowing her kisses. Then he told us, "She's cute". (I tell you, we're in trouble with this one.) Later she came near our table, and he caught her eye. He said "I was blowing you kisses." She sort of giggled and came closer to talk to him. I told her he thought she was cute. It was so funny. So now I guess he wants to work with her.
If he's like this now, what am I in for when he has raging hormones to boot?