And, lo, the daycare clan was collected early this day, to which Tam proclaimed thusly:
I SHALL WOG.
And wog she did. For 55 minutes on the Lochside Trail.
WOG = a walk/jog
I am sooooo proud of me right now! All my munchkins were gone by 330pm! This never happens!
Old Tam woulda just slipped into her flajamas, ripped open a bag of chips and nested on the couch til dinner.
Not New Tam.
I think I'm gonna make it to the finish line this time
Go, 'new' Tam! You can do it! (: Good job getting in the WOG, lol.
I love it!! Great new word!
I sometimes wog at lunch but not as often as I should.