The other day, Grace got out her yoga book and started teaching Tess some poses (in this case, the butterfly). Tess had her own ideas — she was rowing a boat, just like she had done in her own yoga class earlier that day. At any rate, it was a sweet, and calm, moment of sisterly togetherness. Now if I could only figure out how to get them to do yoga on command — it would be the perfect antidote to bouncing off the walls!
Travelingjenny
Navigating the hilly terrain of motherhood

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