Throughout my son’s childhood, he kept me hopping…mentally. He stayed plenty active, joining in a variety of sports, Scouts, active church activities, and more. I drove. And sat and watched. And drove some more. When I wasn’t driving, I was sitting at the computer looking up ideas to teach my non-stop kiddo. And when I wasn’t doing that, I was snuggled up on the couch reading with him, or sitting at the table with him, or standing nearby while he tried out his newly-gained cooking chops.
I stayed plenty busy. But I wasn’t active.