So this is Christmas?
Life is a blurr. Followed by whiplash.
I haven’t begun to do anything for Christmas. No tree. No wrapped packages. No wreathes or garland. And I heard once that poinsettias are poisonous, so none of those either. Thank God Lily is only 19 months old. I’ll have to get my act together before she turns four, which will be sometime next month if she keeps growing up so fast. I just spent the past half hour looking at old blog posts. I can’t believe how much she has changed in just six months. My heart aches and leaps at the same time. She just keeps becoming. And I get to see more of who she is.
Here she is doing Baddha Konasana. She sat herself down on the floor and did it. I’ve never shown her this posture before. Apparently, she already knows it. I am looking forwards to finding out what else she already knows.