Wednesday night in our house is couples yoga night – oh yes twenty-something me, this is what your future holds – but don’t go making assumptions, it’s probably one of the funniest evenings of the week.
The funnies come from having found an amazing yogi who sings frickin LION KING songs when she demonstrates positions, but mostly, it comes from my daughter.
Yes, that is Miss Olive getting in on my yoga practice.
She laid her head on me and repeatedly poked her finger up
my nose until I was laughing so hard I fell flat on my back and did the flappy hand
bee-round-my-head move to get rid of her.
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