So, I don't have to have someone tell me to go to the gym. Our 4 yr old begs to go "get strong." We can't make him color or watch. He has to lift weights and punch the punching bag. He always ask if he is fat. At 4 he shouldn't care. Everyday I see him grow up a little bit more and it I'm not sure I like it. When I first saw him he couldn't even walk very well. Oh how the years have flown by. I miss his pappy and him not knowing what fat was. Childhood, I hope it is as innocent for him as it was me.
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