Do you ever fall into the trap of taking the easiest way out. Choosing to go down the path of least resistance. Taking the lazy option. I'm ashamed to say I do.
I have to fight the urge to be a slob when I'm at home sometimes.
Today is a good example. My four year old daughter really enjoys going on trains. And I kind of promised her we would.
But after walking the dog and eating a piece of toast I thought I can't really be arsed. I looked at the time and knew it would be too much of a rush. Instead we may as well just wait for Becky to get back from my other daughter's dance class with the car.
Then I saw her little face and realised I was being a meany. If we got a move on we could still make the 10.26.
So we grabbed our coats and ran out the door.
Such a simple thing to do. And no skin off my nose if I'm honest. And all it took was a little bit of effort to make my four year old a very happy girl.