Sunday, March 19, 2006
And on the seventh day ...
It's strange how that hour and 45 minute nap made me feel awake and somewhat human again.
The yoga class was really wonderful, too. The kids played together well (yay!) and we moms got in a pretty good asana session. Our resident yogini, Maya, dazzled us all with her modified downward dog pose. Annabel is still resisting performing public postures in favor of piling the blocks and toppling them over in a toddler's reenactment of Beevis and Buttheads' hijinx. I can almost hear in her little rambling toddler voice saying, "FIRE, FIRE, FIRE." (She's Beevis, incase you are wondering).
Yet, in the end, Annabel meandered over to the mat and laid on my chest during shavasana. And she hardly EVER does that. It was a good day.
Posted by toyfoto at 11:19 AM