[logged by reality mom]
Yesterday, in a search for things to keep the kiddo entertained during March Break, A-dot and I took up the neighbour’s invitation to join him and his daughter for a family yoga class. It was taking place at the city’s market building, so it was an exciting venture into downtown for us, as well as some rare mommy and big girl time.
It’s been a while since I went to a yoga class and A-Dot has never been; for all that it was a perfect class. The space was a sunny second-floor clearing, overlooking the busy market, surrounded by the lunch crowd – no room for the self-conscious here. The teacher was young and bubbly. She made sure to emphasize the “animal” poses for the kids and she occasionally played a little guitar (songs about strength and potential). A-dot enjoyed being there, seeing what it felt like to bend her body in half and smiling at her fellow “tree” – her best buddy next door.
And now that we’re all chilled out and serene, we can get back to our week of unstructured nattering and chaos. (M)OMmmmmmmm
