We've also started letting Zane participate in karate. They offer the class at Zane's school as an after school program. As soon as I knew they would be offering the class, I mentioned the idea to Zane's father.
"Heck no! He's too young for that!"
Not the least bit deterred, I consulted an expert. My nephew Tristan was in karate until middle school, when he gave it up to pursue soccer full time. I texted him, and he actually texted me back, to say that karate would be great for Zane's balance and coordination. Thinking of my own lifelong tendency toward imbalance and dyscoordination(Is that a word? If it's not, just pretend it is), I was sold. Plus, karate teaches self-discipline and who doesn't need a little of that? When the opportunity presented itself, I signed the boy up. The first month was rough.
"Zane did you go to karate today?"
"Well...did you like it?"
"Yeah, it was okay."
Great, I thought. Kiss that cash goodbye. I had been so sure he would enjoy karate!
And then Zane sat down with me last night and showed me the correct way to make a fist. He demonstrated the procedure first, and then he took my hand and 'helped' me, moving my fingers and thumb just so.
"Like this?" I held up my fist, just like he'd shown me. Zane acted all impressed.
"Whoa! When did YOU go to kindergarten?"
I didn't answer, because at that particular moment, I couldn't remember exactly when I went to kindergarten. And I was a little choked up with pride, to see my boy able to 'teach' what he'd learned.
It's a Mom thing.
5.) Talk about something your child learned this week.