so, i have this class that currently has four little girls in it, ages 3.5 -5. and a five-and-a-half year old boy tried out the class. an older man.
it was enough of an event that all the girls actually put shorts on under their cute pink skirts in a rare act of modesty. some had skorts, as i was informed. whatever it was, this boy wasn’t going to get to see any undies today.
at first he came into the room and hid behind mom. so many girls! and such big eyes they all had…all on him!
this boy was cute. tall (at least three feet!), curly hair, nice eyes. it didn’t go unnoticed by anyone.
all of a sudden all of the girls started showing off…doing poses for the new boy, big smiles. i pretty much lost all control of the group, as he inched his way sheepishly onto his mat…the best i can explain it was awe and wonderment. like he had just walked into a four-ring circus. but, even better, he got to be a part of the circus.
he immediately and full-heartedly joined in the melee, his harem buzzing around him, the king bee.
anyway, the class itself was in a bit of chaos, but the boy…couldn’t wait to come back. overall, a big success. some yoga was done and a little boy was won over…partly by me, but mostly by my little princesses.