What is that in the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen?
Why it's chin up bar!
The unexpected hit of Christmas, the chin up bar, has already changed the behavior of the Andersons. It's prominent installation right in the middle of the house has spawned all kinds of rules:
- Whenever you are standing around in the kitchen, do a chin-up.
- Whenever you grab a cookie, do a chin-up.
- Whenever you are going in the kitchen for anything after dinner, do a chin-up.
- Whenever you are just walking through the house, do a chin-up.
Its only been a few day now, but so far the chin-up bar has gotten quite a bit of action. Last night we were all sitting around on the watching TV when The Boy got up to get a cookie. He dutifully did his chin-up for it. I tried and tried to get him to bring me one too, but I was turned down. My choices were to get off the couch and do a chin-up for it or not have a cookie.
So I didn't have a cookie.
It's important to have something like the chin-up bar around when in the kitchen there's a ridiculous machine like this...
which makes ridiculously delicious things like these...
You see, it's a delicate matter of balance between aching arms and glazed mini donuts. Aching arms are winning.
In other news, Jack disapproves of the Christmas day mess.
1 comment:
What a wonderful idea. I, however, would not be able to participate, which would be a boon to my diet. I'll let Dwight Schrute explain. The donut maker is no threat to me, as your children may recall. I haven't had a donut in about 10 years. Now, put a wine rack on the other side of that damned bar, and we have a Major Problem.
On other fronts, Jack is awfully cute and looks so little! Was he the teeniest as a kitten?
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