unedited for 100 days. Day 44

The other day, a five year old attended my yoga class with her mother. They arrived one or two minutes after I had started the class so I was not able to meet the little girl beforehand. Without any hesitation, the mom laid down her daughters mat in the the front row, with her own mat in row two. I admit that at first, I was skeptical. How could such an adorable and young little girl hang in this class, for an entire sixty minutes. It didn't take long to realize she knew her way around a vinyasa. I found myself unable to keep a smile off of my face when I made eye contact with her. She was radiating joy throughout the whole class. She followed along as good as anyone, and every time she pressed up into her upward facing dog, she closed her eyes and took a long pause. I couldn't help but wonder if I have ever practiced with such freedom and confidence. After class I found out that she practices yoga at home with her mom and that she loves it. I complimented the mom for giving her daughter a space of her own. Not once did the mom lean in to correct her or guide her.  I know I speak for everyone else in class that day, that our sweet little kindergarden spring breaker reminded us to not take ourselves too seriously and to own the front row when/if we've landed there.