Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

I had the idea for this post and when I told my husband it involved photos, he was a little surprised since I don't post pictures of my little ones here.  So this is my boys through the years with a twist - a violent one. If you are the parents of young boys, this is what you can look forward to.  If you are the parents of girls, you might find this post interesting in the way one learns about different species, interesting. First we start up with the everyday weapon around the home - the lowly inner tube of a roll of gift paper. Adequate for thrusting and blocking, but not hard enough to cause damage. Can be interchanged with paper towel rolls for close combat.  You can see where this post is going. Above, air-filled lightsabers, easy for Liam to wield and below, much-abused foam swords.  We certainly got our $5 worth out of these. They had to be retired after the foam started giving way and the hard plastic inner tube became a hazard, especially for thr...

As the days go by, I generally enjoy my time with my little buddies, but there are times of great frustrations as well. One of the simple things I miss is having breakfast in peace while reading the paper. Every morning is practically the same - I hustle to make breakfast for the baby while making mine and then when he is seated I get going on Lucas' all the while gobbling a few bites of my own in-between the table and the kitchen. When I finally do sit down, I have to contend with Lucas trying to tell me something while the baby is screaming at me because I didn't understand that particular inflection of "eh, eh". But no matter, I have to take pride in my newly-developed skills, e.g. being able to butter toast with one hand (while holding the baby) or ignoring the taste of lentil peas in the yogurt because the baby ate from it and I didn't want to dump it. The little one is now toddling around and he's taken to playing hide-and-seek. No, not the game. It...