A Long Time Waiting...

It's no secret that I occasionally grieve the reality that the baby years are finished {no more babies here}; I look at Harrison and find my head spinning at how quickly the time passes from infant to toddler; from toddler to boy.

It didn't take long to realize that I wanted to put him in martial arts program as soon as he was old enough. All of four days old, the lactation nurse at my breastfeeding support group suggested the book, "Raising Your Spirited Child" the title continues: A Guide for Parents Whose Child Is More Intense, Sensitive, Perceptive, Persistent, Energetic (i.e. Harrison).
That is when I knew that my one week old, I'm-not-going to-sleep-like-a-baby, son was Spirited and our adventure was only about to begin; and I knew that martial arts would help to instill in him, patience, respect, self control and confidence (the last being the least of this natural leader's concerns). 

The day finally came.

The Energizer Bunny, himself, couldn't keep up with the excitement Harrison emitted in the hours leading up to the class. And then to WAIT for the instructor? Absolute. Torture.

At last, they bowed in respect...

and the teaching began.

But as it is sometimes goes with a four-year-old, tiredness kicks in and a yawn takes over.

[I just yawn looking at him]

not for long though - quickly back to business...

I'm thinking he likes it.

As for Master Don, he may be rethinking his decision to teach martial arts to rambunctious four-year-olds...




Hosted by Cecily and Izzy 'N Emmy

WW - See my Knots!

He started Tae Kwon Do this week.

He tied his belt...and tied...and tied

"Did your mom tie this for you? Remember, mom is always right. Always."
...i didn't tie it...

A little "Lord of the Dance" here, Harrison.



More about Tae Kwon Do later.
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