A commonplace of baby books is to notice that infants naturally perform yoga poses as they grow: sitting in a half lotus, sleeping as the downward dog, propping themselves and crawling as the cobra and the cat.
I'd like to add something to this: once they start running around and being rambunctious, they naturally do pro-wrestling moves.
I first noticed this lying on our bed a few weeks ago. Anya was leaning back against the footboard (which is about neck-high on her) stretching her arms out on each side and puffing out her chest, smiling a little as she did so. Then she launched herself and came running up to the head end where I was lying and threw herself, arms outstretched, on my chest. She's now 9 kilos or something, so this isn't nothing. In fact it was a sort of baby power-slam, and I sensed that while she was leaning against the footboard she had imagined herself standing on the ring ropes, being egged on by a bloodthirsty crowd.
She's got some other moves up her sleeve. If you're lying down--on the mat, as it were--she'll sometimes crawl up and over you to straddle you, and then start bouncing triumphantly on your defeated body. And sometimes when I'm carrying her on my shoulders she'll desperately try to lean back. I figure this is practice for the day she really does have me on the mat and she's trying to do that neckbreaker move where you wrap your legs around your adversary's shoulders and flip them backwards over your head.
In the meantime I still have the advantage of weight and height but I would warn all who meet her not to underestimate the speed and agility of Anya: The Onesied Avenger.
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