If my eating habits are anything to gauge by, I have finally entered adulthood.
Because responsible food choices are being made not because I “have to”, but because I seriously want to…
This may terrify me. Immensely.
0 - 15 Minutes - OMG, MOM! I’ve seen snails move faster than you! You’re embarrassing me! I have to drag you everywhere. Pick up the pace.
15 - 30 Minutes - Oh, yeah… this… is a nice pace. I like walking right by your side.. this is awesome… What? Go around the block or go home? We’re going around the BLOCK, because I am not getting tired.
30 - 45 Minutes - Yes, I do, as a matter of fact, want to sniff EVERY single bush, tree, light post along the way. Resting? Me? No! I’m fine… Just have to sniff… okay, good… Uhmmm… I’m okay, but if you wanted to carry me, Mom, I wouldn’t say, no… only if you wanted to, because I’m fine… I can go another… wait… what? Another BLOCK? Yeah… uhmmm… this is a nice tree… You’re NOT dragging me, Mom. I’m just invested in finding out what kind of dogs live in the neighbourhood. But please maybe pick me up and carry me.
Arrive at home - OH! HOME! Wait… I have to sniff the grass directly outside our home for the next five minutes to make sure no other dogs peed on our property while we were gone.