“I’ve never seen a dog stand like that,” Aimee said. Sarah and I burst out laughing. We were driving to our third yoga class.
“Yeah, me neither,” I agreed, hugging in giggles. “It looks more like a triangle.”
“Or a mountain,” Aimee said. “And what’s up with cobra? Doesn’t it look more like a –“
“A seal,” Sarah offered.
“Exactly!” cried Aimee.
Tree became belly dancer, since none of us could hold it without jiggling.
I perfomed a mangled pigeon.
And then there was this:
Namaste!