So, Monkey in the Middle and Baby Monkey are taking Karate this winter.
It is through the town rec program, so it’s not like they are at a dojo, or anything, but it’s still a full karate program.
As with all things, Monkey in the Middle is into it and working to learn his moves and is ready to kick some butt.
Baby Monkey is just along for the ride.
It’s fun to take them (although I am very grateful when Real Man offers to take them, as well) because you never quite know what you are going to see.
Like a sparring match up between Baby Monkey (one of the smallest guys in the class) and the sensei, one of the tallest people I’ve ever seen.
But don’t you worry…
Baby Monkey showed him a thing or two.
Of course, the real reason either of these boys ever want to go to karate is because the sensei ends each class with a game of dodge ball.
With karate helmets.
They’ve each got the strategy down.
Stay in the back and be invisible.
Monkey in the Middle does get aggressive and starts playing a mean game of dodge ball with helmets.
Baby Monkey needs to be prompted to play, and yet, he almost always winds up as the last one out there.
It’s always a good time, watching them get down with their karate selves.
Last week, the boys came home after being at karate with Real Man and wanted to show me their new moves.
“Bully me, Daddy! Bully me, Daddy!” they were yelling.
“Huh?” was my response.
So, Real Man showed me how they learned two different ways to break away from an attacker, and they were adorable doing it, and it made me feel really good to know that they knew how to defend themselves or how to get away in a dangerous situation.
So, karate…
…adorable AND potentially life-saving!
