E and I did a mom and baby yoga class from the time she was about 4 months old until we left Brooklyn last year. She loved it, and we've both missed it. I have a Wednesday night class that I make it to once in a blue moon, but *thankfully* the kidlets aren't allowed, and I've been hoping to get her into a class so that she can have an opportunity to channel her inner yogi. Since beginning the class, E has regularly been coming up with a series of new poses, and demonstrating them often.
There's gate pose, and tunnel pose, both designed as partner poses, where one partner holds a pose while the other goes through the gate/tunnel.
There's magnet pose, which is essentially a downward dog with one leg wiggling around in the air. There's jell-o pose, which is also heavy on the wiggling, as you can imagine. There's turtle pose, which bears a striking resemblance to child's pose, with more shell. So maybe she's not winning any awards for originality, but the last time I checked yoga is a very individual practice. And that's my girl - she's an individual alright.