We’ve got a yellow belt kiddo!
When we were back in Chicago, Ishu mentioned wanting to sign up for a karate camp or something like it. Nani accepted the assignment and found him some private lessons with Sensei Jared.
At first, I was a little skeptical.
Karate seems like something that would be better with a group.
I figured he’d be more engaged if there were other kids around – learning the blocks, following the instructions together.
Honestly, I was bracing myself for a lot of whining in the car ride over there each day.
But that just never happened.
Because even though it wasn’t a group activity, it was something he chose for himself. And I think he really liked the instructor.
This morning, we went to the park to hit some balls against the racquetball wall. In between swings, he asked me to help him practice his blocks for his big test today. Fast forward a few hours and he passed with flying colors. Well, one color: YELLOW.
He’s absolutely thrilled with his new belt. And I had so much fun watching him learn and grow with something he clearly enjoyed.
We’ll see if he continues down the karate journey. No matter what he ends up doing, it’s such a joy to watch him dive in with so much excitement (because it’s something HE chose for himself).
Anyway, time to tuck in our little yellow belted kid. He’s pretty wiped from a day of tennis and karate and swim (and art. Obviously. Always art).
Have a good one!
