Blame this guy.
He wants to lay on Mommy's lap 24/7.
He is completely unmotivating.
He's like having cake in your fridge when your on a diet.
He tugs at every lazy bone in my body.
He's why I only work out once a week.
And why I scramble to make the house look neat twenty minutes before my husband gets
home when I've been sitting here alone for 5 hours doing nothing.
It's totally his fault, and I apologize for him.