I like to lift weights at home. It saves me a trip to the gym. Three year old Kubla wants to help. I’m afraid he’s going to get crushed by a dumbbell.
Liping tries to keep him away. He cries. Exercise is supposed to relieve stress. This isn’t working.
I get an idea. I go to the store and wrap a gift for Kubla—a set of 1 pound dumbbells.
“Kubla, will you work out with me today?”
I teach him how to lift weights. No one is in the way. Exercise has never been so joyful.
What do you do when your child is ‘in the way’?
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