Karate Kid

Aidan,

This summer you tried something new: karate! 

In early summer you went for a trial class, got your uniform, and had a good time.

You were already pretty booked over the summer, so we all decided to start karate classes in the fall.

There were some jitters at the beginning...as in the beginning of each class. At first you were hesitant to go into the door. You even chose to leave a few times instead of going in. But when you do go in, you have the time of your life. 

I think the jitters are mostly gone, because just last week, you got your camo belt for attending 8 classes! 

You still have much to learn, young karate kid. But your teachers/senseis are firm and fun and understanding and you are (most importantly) having fun! 

I am so proud of you!

Saturday adventure!

For the first Saturday in a long while, we didn't have gym and we didn't have karate. Now don't get me wrong, Julia, I cherished every daddy and daughter gym class Saturday we had together and I know you did to. This morning you knew that it was Saturday without being told and you knew where you and I were supposed to go. At about the time we would have left for gym you came and found me and said 'go kick ball with daddy!' I told you we weren't going today. (You now go to a different class more suited to your interests on Tuesdays). You got sad and front and almost started to cry. I gave you a big hug and told you that we would still e hanging out...all day! And that we were going to have our first Saturday adventure! 

You were psyched. Aidan was psyched. And what an adventure we had!

We went to White Rock Lake and threw rocks on the lake, watched an old man working on his freshly caught catfish, chased each other, saw cool trees and bugs and bikes and flowers. 

And at the playground we (with permission) crashed someone's birthday party bounce house, pony ride, and petting zoo. 

Saturday adventure!

Crazy Pajama Night

Julia, Aidan,

Crazy.

Pajama.

Night.

That is all.