While driving to see my father yesterday, Alice was starting to get antsy.
“I don’t want to be in here. I don’t want to be strapped in. I want to get out. I want to gooooooo.”
Etcetera. You can imagine it starts to get pretty irritating pretty quickly.
“I. Want. To. Get. Ouuuuuuut. This doesn’t feeeeeeeeel good.”
So, I handed Alice a copy of Yoga Journal to occupy her. She contentedly flipped pages for a while before declaring, “Mommy, you can’t do this!” I’m not sure what I was expecting. King Pigeon? Toe Stand? Peacock? I turned to see what she was so certain I could not achieve.
Yep. Ganesha. I guess my ego isn’t too damaged by that observation. A gal can only do so much with two arms.