This morning when I told Emily we needed to walk the dog before going to church she said, "I don't feel like walking the dog, I feel flopsy!" Now I am expecting that most of you don't know what flopsy means, as I did not know either. She informed me that flopsy means that you feel like a rag doll and you want to lay around and not walk the dog. Since yesterday was a hurricane rain day, we did that all day. I felt like it was my job as a parent to let her know that you can't be flopsy more than one day in a row or you will grow up to be fat. (tactiful I know) And that the best way to fight feeling flospy is to exercise. To this she said, "I will race you to the corner." Me in tennis shoes and her in flip flops, running as fast as I could, she beat me. Looks like I had too many flospy days in my past.
