I Say: Yoga is Fun

Mom and Dad do this stuff called yoga. Dad used to stay yoga is for "tree hugging, whale licking, granola crunching hippies", but now he takes classes all the time at a school near our house. Every day when Dad and I get off the train I ask to go and say hi to the nice ladies who work there. They're always very nice to me, and I never leave before giving hugs and kisses. I haven't taken a class there, but I see what Mom and Dad do, and I practice it at home. I like to show off and let them see how good I am at it. So far I can do a 3-legged dog, cobra, and downward facing dog. I keep trying to jump into a handstand, and I think I'll be able to do it before Dad is.

I Say: Auntie Rachel Made a Video

I love my Auntie Rachel. She makes me feel special every time I see her. And when she visits, she usually takes lots of videos of me. Today she sent over one that she made from a visit a few months ago. I keep making Dad play it over and over and over and over. Unlike when we watch Wheels on the Bus over and over and over and over, Dad doesn't seem to mind. Actually, when he thought I wasn't looking, I saw him just playing the last few seconds over and over and over and over. I think that's his favorite part.

Anyway, here's the video. You'll get to see me, plus as a bonus you get to see Tata. For some reason everyone else insists on calling her Lete, but she's my Tata.