Yogi mama yogi baby

It’s hard to find a moment alone on the mat these days. My son seems to be always under foot. But not in the typical way. Now Lake says yoga! and rushes over to sit, stretch, and downward dog on the mat with me. Of course I’m tickled pink and so proud of him. Yoga has given me so much joy, patience and wisdom. It’s special to share this gift with him. While I may not be a better yogi for being a mother, I’m definitely a better mother for my yoga.

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