Baby-daddy yoga

"You mean we only have 5 minutes left with you?" The third grade girl asked.

And my 45 minutes

with two very different sets of sisters              1. white rice

was bitter sweet                                                   2. brown rice

knowing she was going home                  cooking up together nicely

to baby-daddy                                            lined up working

which number.                                           with cottonball music

**listening 

high sounding voices

rising elevators

him patiently telling 

baby girls what to do**

I was aware of her question...the sincerity.  Her eyes were sad because she wanted to keep playing yoga.

"Why don't your girls come?" She asked.                      1.yoga

And I told them I do this at home,                                            2.dance

so my girls get bored of me.                                                       3.books

Almost misunderstood,                                                               4.art

she didn't ask anything more.

Because of timing conflicts I haven't taught yoga in about 6 weeks. I honestly have missed it.  Today was a reminder of that for me with these four girls.