Limit Pushing Can Be So Fun

This morning I went to the neck doctor. I left kind of happy to be doing something that was taking care of myself. Something I don't always do well. I think Aid picked up on my attitude because when we got back and suggested that we go on a walk around the dog park, he was insistent, yelling...."No, Aidee not go to the dog park. I go to the doctor!"

It was a slippery slope. Because when he has to go to the doctor he is usually getting blood drawn intravenously for his lead check and hates it. So I didn't want to be too down on doctors, but couldn't convince him that it was no where near as fun as walking around a park.

We started trying to persuade him, then we started arguing with him out of frustration. At some point Bob said, "Aid, stop saying it, we are going to the park and it will be fun," in his stern Dad voice. Very quietly Aid whispered..."No, Aidee not to go to the dog park."

I couldn't help myself and busted out laughing. Little stinker. It ended up being great. We walked down to the Mississippi, got naked (Aid) and waded around in the water. He climbed, he ran....it was fun.

But I had to chuckle at my little limit pusher...