Resolution Revolution (Led by a Two-Year-Old)

So I’m sitting at the kitchen counter this morning trying to write down some reasonable 2013 resolutions - you know, run a 5K, stop mentally comparing my post-baby body to the size-zero moms at daycare pickup, maybe learn to make something other than mac and cheese from a box. Standard stuff.

Resolution Revolution (Led by a Two-Year-Old)

That’s when Sophie climbed up on her chair and decided she needed to be involved in this process. Apparently my goals weren’t ambitious enough for her liking.

Apparently world domination requires very specific planning

She started pointing at my list very seriously, making what I can only assume were important additions in her own toddler language. I’m pretty sure she said something that sounded like ‘more cookies’ and ‘stay up late,’ but it might have been ‘world domination.’ With Sophie, you never know.

Marcus watched this whole scene unfold while drinking his coffee and announced that his only resolution for 2013 is to survive whatever Sophie has planned.

Marcus’s resolution: survive the tiny dictator’s reign

Smart man. I think we’re all going to need that resolution this year.

The evidence of our ambitious (and realistic) goal-setting

Anyway, if anyone has tips for training for a 5K while chasing a tiny dictator around the house, I’m all ears. Pretty sure Sophie’s fitness plan involves a lot more sprinting than mine does.