My Own Worst Enemy

Most of my time as a mother has been spent trying to channel extreme energy into positive outlets. That is why we became involved with Tae Kwon Do when Full Speed was three years old. Overall the experience has been very favorable. The structure and discipline as well as the expectations of respect have all had a lasting influence on my boys.

For the most part I’m sold. The part I’m not so keen on is all the weaponry. Mad Dog thinks the more swords the better so our compromise is to introduce weapons only to Full Speed.  Of course Full Speed thinks he is the stuff now. He is attending a weapons camp this week and loving it. I am still not so certain.

When I picked him up yesterday, he told me all about his favorite weapons with excited animation.

“What happened to your face?” I asked. I noticed a red mark slashed across his cheek.

“Nunchuks,” he replied.

“Did you hit yourself in the face with your own nunchuk?” I asked suspecting he was his own worst enemy.

“Yes,” he giggled.

So you can see, it’s not a perfect system.

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