Monday, June 20, 2005
The Little Yogi
Max turned on the television this morning in hopes of finding his new favorite animal show, Zaboomafoo. What he discovered instead was his first yoga class, which captured his full attention for a spell. A lithe woman in a white unitard was lying on her back with her knees bent. She put her hands alongside her head and arched her back into a backbend. She then walked her feet closer to her hands until her back was arched in a perfect bow. Next she tilted her neck backwards so that her face was looking straight down at the floor. Then the soothing voice of the instructor said, "Now relax your tongue and eyes." I almost laughed out loud. At this point Max, who had been mesmerized by the contortions on the screen, announced definitively, "I can't do that." I assured him that neither could I.
This evening as I was cleaning up after dinner, Max lay down on the kitchen floor. When I walked around the island a second time, his feet and hands were on the floor and he had lifted his back, bottom and thighs so that his body resembled a badly sagging bed. I don't know how many times during the day Max might have practiced this maneuver, but I recognized imitation when I saw it. "Max, are you trying to do what that lady was doing on television this morning?" Proudly, he said, "Yeah, and I did it!"
This evening as I was cleaning up after dinner, Max lay down on the kitchen floor. When I walked around the island a second time, his feet and hands were on the floor and he had lifted his back, bottom and thighs so that his body resembled a badly sagging bed. I don't know how many times during the day Max might have practiced this maneuver, but I recognized imitation when I saw it. "Max, are you trying to do what that lady was doing on television this morning?" Proudly, he said, "Yeah, and I did it!"
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