So, my mother has been teaching my boys about prayer, positive energy and yoga. It’s really cute hearing them talk about it. I do worry about Bex, though. Yesterday after his moment of meditation, he said he thanked Jesus ten times for his birthday. Today when he got home, he said he meditated again. I asked him what he thought about and he said he wished that cheeseburgers didn’t make people fat. :p He has strange priorities right now.
All that said and done, he then explains he doesn’t want to get fat and breaks out in his favorite song and sings “I think I’m SEXAY” while he gyrates his hips. I worry about that one.
Is the superbowl over yet?