Yoga Baby

Mr. B is quite the refined baby. As I get him his food today, he reminds me, "Napkin, Mommy" before he starts his meal.


We head to Integral Yoga for Family Yoga. Our instructor takes us on a moving adventure where we return the lost eagle (Easter) eggs back to the Mountain where their daddy and mommy are waiting.


We flap our wings to fly high.


We slither like snakes.


We ride a canoe through the water. The B chooses to be the rider and Daddy is the canoe.


Then we meet a magic wizard who gives us his rocket ship. It is 2014 after all.


Now it is time for our solemn bowl ringing ceremony.


Followed by peek a boo.


With scarves.


Such a good little hider beneath the pink.


After the story (a very adventurous active story), it is time for coloring.


Mr. B colors his piece and then focuses on organizing the crayons.


Clearly he has Daddy and Mommy's OCD organization tendencies.


We go to dinner with Sharad and Rasika and on the way home it's "Shoulders!" We pass by some letters, and Mr. B says, "B! Bryson!"


Almost home.


But not before giving Daddy a smooch. Sweet little B.