Exercise.

After a grueling morning of eating cereal and playing with Dad's iPad there really isn't a better way to unwind then with a group yoga session.  As you can see he's really quite good for a three year old, and having him right beside me is in nooooo way distracting.

I also find that having a dog "right there" to be very helpful.

"Downward facing dog" Ranger's got that covered.

"Plank" hey I don't look so bad in this one!
I use the "pocket yoga" app in case you were curious.

*This is not intended to start a discussion on yoga I just wanted to show you how cute my three year old is. Incidentally yoga really helps my back and helps with stretching (I am not good at stretching). I don't do any of the "weird" stuff and if they ask me to meditate or empty my mind I just pray for a good day or pray that my very pregnant sister and her unborn child are safe.

My Baby.

You'll have to indulge me for a minute. My husband tells me that my baby is no longer a baby. To which I scoff, to which he points to various evidences that he is correct. One evidence is that Conster is now sleeping in a regular twin size bed.

So this bedding is pretty cute. Which I'm
sure explains why there were only two left in the
store.

My husband can be such a jerk, and I keep warning him that should he persist in his assertions that my baby is no longer a baby we may end up with another actual baby. He would like to know how I'll accomplish that without his consent. But seriously, we work for a church there are babies everywhere I'm sure I could russell up one somehow. Just kidding about stealing a baby! But, if you know anyone that's giving one away...

Those piggers kill me!

So Conster's big boy bed. We were blessed to get this bunk bed (SuperH will be joining his brother when school is out and I'll be getting a bonafide sewing room! Hoorah!!) from a couple in our church for a steal (there I go talking about stealing again!) and my mom paid for his mattress and new bedding set (try finding cute boy bedding I dare you!). Let me just say for the record that Conster is ECSTATIC! He loves that he's no longer a baby (so they say). I don't. I do love that moving him from a toddler bed to a regular bed made him look sort of tiny again.

Someday I'd like to get paid big bucks
to design cute stuff for boys. There seems
to be a real hole in the market.