Overheard

I forgot to post this the other day...

At breakfast on Thursday, Christopher asked me how my yoga class from the previous night was. Here is our conversation:

Chris: So Mommy, how was your yoga class last night?
Mommy: It was good buddy, thanks for asking.
C: What did you do? Did you run, did you jump, what did you do?
M: No it was just a relaxing class. We did some deep breathing and stretching.
C: Was your teacher a boy or a girl?
M: It was a girl, a woman. She was a very nice teacher. Maybe Mommy will be a yoga teacher someday. What do you think of that?
C: No, I just want you to be my mommy. That's it.