This whole entire weekend has been about karate, karate, karate and i think I'm loving it just as much as Heath is. He's loving the social, learning, fun side of things and I'm loving the discipline and confidence he is getting out of it. 10 weeks ago when i took him to his introductory lesson he was far from impressed, FAR from impressed. He got push ups, about 5 sets and he just didn't understand the 643 rules which were thrown upon him. The following week when i said it was time for karate, he didn't want to go, begged me to not take him. I talked him into it that time, and i talked him into it the next few times as well.
Saturday was Heaths 9th karate lesson and he was presented with his orange belt. Such a humongous proudness filled my entire body at that moment. I was ecstatically happy to see my little man up there being presented with something that he worked really, really hard for. And if i may say so i was also proud of myself, proud of myself for making him go and not letting him throw the towel in when it looked a little too hard.
Today was his first karate tournament and he got up in front of big crowds and did things that he has never even practiced before, did he win? .. no. .. Did he even get it right? .. no. Did he make me the proudest Mummy in the wide, wide, world? Hells yeah. Words couldn't even begin to describe how proud i am ..
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