this never happens during my classes at the yoga studio

howdy!  so, my kids have vivid imaginations, wild imaginations.  i think that it is one of the many joys of being a parent – to bear witness to a child transforming him or herself into a tiger, or a pirate.  the imaginative child can become completely absorbed in their alter-ego…..and then, let the fun begin!

over the years, i have seen my children role-play and dramatize many different identities.  it always tickles me.  i remember when isabel was 4 or 5 years old, she saw the movie: e.t.  and for the next few months, she became elliot.  she wore a red sweatshirt with a zipper and a hood.  in the car, or at the dinner table, she insisted that we leave a space for gertrude and a space for e.t. to sit next to her.  she would only respond if i called her elliot.

more recently, the three youngest girls have created identities and a game they call: dude. now, i may not be privy to the many rules and regulations of the game, dude.  but, as far as i can tell, it involves the girls wearing baggy pants (because every imagination game calls for a wardrobe change), and baseball hats turned backwards and tipped to the side.  then, they get their props which are skateboards, of which we have a few.  the girls then hang out, sk8, talk about skateboarding and beer(!), and sprinkle the word: duuude into as much of the conversation as possible.

finally, a few years ago, the youngest girls were thoroughly involved in a game they called: naked mole rats – this game usually evolved into the children running around with underwear on their heads and socks on their hands – acting like wild animals!  so, i ask you:  how can i ever take myself or anyone else seriously after witnessing the silliness and sheer delight that springs forth from a group of imaginative children?

all this preamble leads me to tell you about our familyoga session last night.  brett is out of town working, so, it was just me and the girls.  i rolled out a few yoga mats and handed out a yoga strap to each girl.  i explained the parameters.  we would do 10 minutes of asana/stretching and 10 minutes of meditation.  short and sweet.

we began our session, strong, cohesive, centered.  we breathed.  we did a few yoga poses with our straps.  then, the straps morphed.  they turned into a prop for an imaginative game.  i lost control of the situation.  before i knew it, i had moved on to the next yoga pose and was happily breathing and stretching.  and the girls had become cowboys and cowgirls.  they held their yoga straps like reins in their two hands.  pretty soon, the room was filled with:  yeehaw, giddy up horsie.  they lightly whipped their own haunches.  then, one of them made up a song about the cowboy life.  they each added a verse.  the cowboys were ready.  they had some roping to do.  and who knows, maybe they would put me in the corral with the other wild horses.  i laughed.  yeah…..this doesn’t happen in my other yoga classes.

so, the fun went on for a few more minutes.  then, i reined them in (no pun intended.)  we calmed ourselves down and had a really good meditation session.

dear friends, enjoy your day.  find time for laughter and silliness.  and if you notice it is in short supply, you can always show up at our house with your skateboard and your baseball hat for a quick game of:  duuude.

 

 

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About familyoga

i am a mama, a yoga instructor, a lover, a gardener, and a music maker. i live in a little town 19 miles northwest of downtown indianapolis, indiana. i will blog about familyoga - specifically, myself, my husband/hetero life partner, brett, and our children as we explore familyoga and good livin'. brett will also be blogging. he is a deep soul. he loves music and traveling, gardening and his family.
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3 Responses to this never happens during my classes at the yoga studio

  1. carrie says:

    duuuuude?!!! you have no idea how much this delights me!!!

  2. Holly says:

    Oh, fantastic:) Whenever we have guests at our house the include children (band practice, new neighbors, etc.,) I casually suggest to Abby that she take them down to the studio computer to play with Photo Booth. Even a kid she’s never met before–even a BOY–will instantly latch onto this and we can barely tear them away from each other when it’s time to go. They do the thing where it swirls their faces together, or mirror images so they can look like they’re popping out of each other. Abby’s even started pulling the old slide projector screen out to make a plain white background so they can use their imagination (and the green screen effect) more fully. One of my favorite things in the world to do is go back and watch what they’ve done. They don’t realize that all the sessions are stored. I’m keeping them forever 🙂

    You’re just super, mama. As are all your little imagineers. Love to you all!

  3. Em says:

    ditto what carrie said!!

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