Being a Dad: The Adventure Continues

A doctor, my wife, and an insurance company practicing enlightened self-interest got together and convinced me to start exercising at a local exercise outfit earlier this year.

Somewhat to my surprise, I'm still at it. On putting on the approved exercise-floor shoes today, I noticed an obstruction in the right shoe.

A visual inspection of the shoe revealed a blue-and-red plastic scorpion. I haven't asked yet, but I'm quite sure that our youngest kid, a pre-teen boy, put it there.

That's one of the perks of being a dad: life isn't boring.