Today, I taught yoga to all the homeschool kids at my little co-op. Usually, there are several kids that can't listen or stop moving, but something happened when we were doing the simple yoga moves. They were quiet, followed along and were so well behaved. It was strange. Like I'd drugged them. Afterwards, two of the children came up to me and said, "Thank you for teaching PE today." Uh, okay. Weird.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Tonight, Preacher was playing on the floor like he always does. I didn't know what he had, but I knew it was plastic. I was thinking, maybe I should take that away from him. He rolled on his back and the next thing I knew he was choking on that plastic thing. "He's choking!" I yelled at Clay. Preacher started to panic, but I grabbed him and shoved my hand in his mouth ramming the plastic thing farther down his throat, but I got it out. It was half a ping-pong ball...I think. Preacher immediately curled up in my lap and licked my chin, it was so sweet, I could tell he was saying, "Oh, thank you, thank you!" Geesh.
Tomorrow, I'm going to start sewing up my Super Yoga-Save the Dog Hero suit. And I'm going to make a matching one for Preacher. My friend, Lori Shaffer, is going to beg to borrow both of them, because she loves dogs sooooo much.