I’m told by the mother of this remarkably ab-strong child that she is a twin. Here’s the kicker:
She’s the “active” one.
Apparently, this photo is funniest when you apply the dramatic irony that, nearby, her sister is quietly upright and reading “The Wheels on the Bus.” Meanwhile, this wee lassie looks like she has been felled by a bus. Or perhaps she is providing a bridge for the bus so it can traverse the chasm between the couches.
I’ll probably have to go to the gym for all of 2014 in order to get my plank position this strong. You go, girl.
Like the Wheels on the Bus…
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I think this kiddo is ready for Bikram.
He’s dressed for it. Comfy in his coolest, most elastic getup. His balance is clearly superior. He is holding this pose For-evah. A yoga teacher said to me a few weeks ago that about the time you think you can’t hold a pose anymore…that’s the time when your pose is beginning. I’m actually under the impression that this little dude is quite comfortable in this chilly headstand…er…faceplant.
Someone cover him up with a towel.
Oh, you know I’ve got to have yet another pun up my sleeve!
Speaking of sleeves, I’m thinking hers might be a little soggy. Is she actually giving her Cheerios the finger?
In all cerealness…er…seriousness…I feel like this on so many mornings during the holidays. Just two weeks to New Year, folks, and then everyone will finally get some sleep!
In the meantime, there is coffee.
Good luck with your holiday preparations. Cheerio!
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I wonder if putting this picture on Facebook would get me banned?
Also, I wonder if mothers of twins may be able to especially relate to this picture of udder (sorry – had to) exhaustion? Because I only had one baby at a time and I surely looked like this on many an occasion.
Well, okay, maybe I didn’t nurse while wearing a five-point harness. For safety and all.
Breastfeeding women of the world, we salute you. Nursing and napping…together at last.