Kid #1 was given a cheap exercise tracker to wear to promote uh, exercise. Dude’s skinny as a rail but his mom is always on his case to get off off his duff.
His first day just now ... he shows me the display: 51 steps today, dad!
Me: 30 steps to the bathroom and back, so you got up from the couch not even twice all day??
Him: I’m going outside to walk around.
Disclaimer: He’s outside every morning and evening helping to feed horses, doggies and cats. And he’ll roam all over with lawnmowers and weed wackers when prodded.
How long do they stay teenagers?