Down Time

Following up to a recent post, I find myself this time not sitting at 15,000 feet but sitting in an airport about to go to, oh, I don't know, 27,000 feet up in the air. Nevertheless, this post is not about flying, or dad, or anything about how lucky I am. Wait, this whole blog is about how lucky I am. And so is this post. The down time in an aeroport-o is the perfect time to talk about this past easter. When the whole world celebrated something or other, we went to yoga!

For those of you who are bandwidth challenged, a warning: There will be photos.

First, some light warm up. Levi has my facial expressions when doing things he finds himself too cool for. Like posting for a Costco membership photo.

  

Oh, it's on! You lay back on me, which your stretchiness and all. I see your stretchiness, and I raise you one painful reverse stretch. Sorry about standing on your butt and everything.

 

 

 Ok, back to being cool again. Yay, I can balance. Yay, I'm doing yoga. Sarcasm.

OK, I like it. Kinda.

This one is a new one, called "falling off a cliff."

Hello!

The light in Levi respects or blesses or something the light in you all. Y'all. Levi is so lucky to be where he is, experiencing so many amazing things. The best thing is that, at age 9, he gets it.

Meanwhile, back home... Siamese dogs! In the locker room we call this a "moon landing."