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A Friendly Competition

Yesterday, it was time to do sit-ups. Bashful started out saying he was only going to do thirty sit-ups. So, he does them and sits down in the chair.

Grumpy gets up and right before he starts his sit-ups, he announces that he is going to do forty. Bashful crosses his arms and watches Grumpy begin.

Half way into Grumpy's sit-ups, Bashful announces that he can do fifty sit-ups (because God forbid that his younger brother can do more sit-ups than him). So, instead of stopping at forty sit-ups, Grumpy finishes at fifty.

Bashful gets up from the chair and proceeds to do twenty more sit-ups, but since he cannot let it be known that his younger brother can do as many sit-ups as he can, he proceeds to do ten more.

Well, Grumpy was having none of that! He announces that he is going to do his 100 sit-ups right then and there. So, there they were side by side doing their 100 sit-ups.

When Grumpy finishes, we watch as Bashful finishes his last few, and then when he continues to do ten more sit-ups, Grumpy huffily leaves the room as if he had had enough of this competition.

Bashful giggles as he gets up off the floor and proudly says, "110 sit-ups is more than 100 sit-ups." There's nothing like a little friendly competition to get my boys to exercise.

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