Teresa was trying out fish lips for a couple of days. She gave up after a while.
Here's Mr. "I go at 120% until I crash and look like this for a day" Sean. Or maybe he's just trying to look dreamy.
Speaking of dreamy, the Prizm got a new paint job. Pretty dreamy, eh?
In the spirit of Prizm-ness, fun, and an appreciation for English rock, I voted for this to be painted on the hood:
but alas it turned out plain blue.
My new workout session is Priscilla's Yoga Stretches on PBS. (I never said I wasn't a nerd.) I mentioned it to Sean and he has wanted to try it a couple of times, but gives up after a few minutes claiming that it's too hard (despite the fact that I know he is in better shape and more flexible than I am!). I am going to find a yoga for children DVD at the library and try that next. Priscilla is not entertaining enough for a four-year-old's attention span.
They are both good at the relaxation pose, although take note that's not what Priscilla is instructing. My children march to the beat of some kind of drum I haven't figured out yet and probably never will. :)



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