Yoga

Alex and I went to Yoga yesterday!

I have the week off and wanted to make sure I got some good bonding time in.

Yep, I paid my $16.00 and "dropped in" on a Mommy and Me class.
I got all "undressed" up in a "not trying to be cool" yoga outfit,
Eager to bond with baby, and hopefully other moms too!

Of course when I get there, the moms are all skinny little things ...
No one is talking, not even the babies...
The room is all kinds of hot and sweaty, even before we start
And my friend Ginny has stood me up!

(some excuse about a major baby melt down)

Ten minutes into the class Xander starts to melt down.
literally...
I strip him down to the diaper and spend about ten minutes calming him down.

Thankfully we reached the part of the class I knew he would enjoy...
"Use the baby as a weight" and "throw" the little bugger around.

He was thrilled to be bench pressed.
He enjoyed the leg lifts
And couldn't get enough of the "Swinging Airplane"

My muscles however... did not.
He is one heavy little guy to begin with, and then add twenty crunches!

After more streching and posing get to the point of the class that I enjoy...
"The Yoga Nap"

(I'm sure there's some fancy word for it,
but its the mediation part )

I get him calmed down again, roll over onto my back, close my eyes and relax.

Breath in

Breath out

Breath in

Roll back over to find that Xander ROLLED OVER!

I Missed It!
He went from his back to his tummy and I was less than a foot away!
Arghh!!!

Once again another piece of evidence to prove my son is an evil genius.

I like to call it his "Ninja Roll"
(no one has ever actually seen him do it)