The boys have been taking Taekwondo lessons for 8 months now. They’ve each gone from a white belt to a yellow stripe belt and now to a solid yellow belt. I was so proud when the instructor told me they where ready to test for the next belt after only a couple of months…then I found out that it costs $40 per kid to test. I’m guessing at that price, there’s going to be LOTS of belts coming our way. Yellow with green stripes; ochre with fushia polka dots - until they reach the elusive rainbow belt for turning their Poomsea into a fabulous dance number.
I’m loving the fact that they’re still enjoying it. Two times a week for the last 8 months…that’s 32 years in kid-time.
They both know Taekwondo is for self-defense only and never to be used on anyone aggressively. However, I think Zeke found a loophole:
“Zeke, leave your Lego guys on the table and go with Daddy and Nate to the restroom to wash your hands before the waiter brings our food, please.”
“But I don’t want to leave them!”
“You can’t take Lego guys to the bathroom.”
“OK…Mommy, remember all those times you watched us do Taekwondo in class?”
“Do you remember any of it?”
“Some of it, why?”
“If someone tries to take my guys, I want you to use it on them!”
I’m sure the Lego guys in our house sleep a lot easier knowing yellow-belted Zeke’s got their backs.