tags: Ashtanga Yoga Centre of Toronto, Holi, Mysore, Pregnancy and Ashtanga Yoga, wild child baby boutique
It has been a quiet day. We travelled home to Mysore this morning after a great trip to Bangalore. All the air-con has brought my feet back to their previous incarnation. I made brown rice with tofu and bok choy and we spent the day reading and hanging out under the fan.
My friend Tazra, who owns Wild Child Baby Boutique, sent me a list of baby stuff last week and I went through and picked out the things I liked. I was totally transfixed for about 2 hours.
But what is more ridiculous is how cute baby stuff is. I got tired of looking at car seats in about 3 seconds. But you know what my baby needs way more than a car seat? This:
Or maybe 10 in different colours.
Today is the Hindu spring celebration, Holi. You have probably seen pictures, the kids go around and throw pigment on each other. It seems like a lot of fun.
Someone at the hotel told us that it is a bigger deal in the north. This doesn’t surprise me because it is 35 degrees everyday here. How can that be spring-like? If no rain for months and 35 degree weather is spring, than summer is a terrifying thought.
I did see a few boys in our neighbourhood trying to pelt each other with pigment. They were laughing hysterically and trying not to get their picture taken.