“Hey Jet, do you remember going to that kids’ yoga class outside on the river by Press Café?”
(His eyes light up)
“Did you like it?”
“What did you like about it?”
“Ohhhhh, the list is so long it could take me all day.”
My 5-year-old leans back in his chair over a mommy-son lunch date and crosses his arms as if it may actually take him all day.
I had found out that “Mister Mateo” (Mateo Marquez) is hosting his last summer camp next week and still has a few spots left. I was feeling my son out to see if he would be interested.
“I liked it when we played crack the egg.”
(He is now smiling ear to ear remembering this one).
He’s referring to when Mister Mateo had the children curl up in a ball with eyes closed. He went over to tap them when it was time to crack, which was timely for Easter weekend. Then each child opened their eyes to a surprise egg with a piece of candy inside.
“I also liked the peanut butter-and-jelly pose and that he did all of t…