You just have to laugh

Yoga Journal's website has some nice streaming videos of a few small practice routines. Since I like doing yoga, but struggle making my own sequences, I find this very helpful.

What is less helpful, though, is children "doing yoga" along with me, saying, "Waffle, waffle, waffle," without breathing in between, and occasionally being jumped on by them. I finished the sequence, but it got progressively less centered. Even the big child on the couch had opened her eyes by the end.

If I want to do this, I'm clearly going to have to get up early, just like running. And it's okay, but still funny.

Plans may have changed today -- the corpse flower is blooming at the Berkeley Botanical Garden. How could you miss something that blooms so seldom? I'll have to fit a Farmer's Market trip in there somewhere, though, because I need basil, and one child went to sleep nicely last night. The other one changed out of her pajamas back into full clothes and shoes. When quizzed about why, she said, "I don't want to get dressed in the morning." Since she took a bath, she did anyhow.

As I said, sometimes it's just better to laugh.