Martial Arts

Between Kung Fu Panda, Batman, Transformers and the Power Rangers, Nick has become completely engrossed in fighting. He's always saying "let's fight" or "let's do karate" or "let's get the bad guys". Figured rather than me look like I'm beating up my kid (but we're playing!) I'd sign him up for martial arts! We went to our first introduction a few weeks back. Nick got as far as putting on his gi (uniform) and bowing to the mat before his face crumpled and he ran into my arms. The instructor was so nice and said we could come view classes for the next few weeks before we try again. Which we did. While he's watching the classes, he's doing all the moves. But when he see's the instructor, he clams up. As soon as he got out the door of the Martial Arts school, he was happy Nick talking all about Karate and fighting! Go figure... So Saturday found us off to another "introduction" where Nick wouldn't get on the mat unless Chris and I went with him. There we were, the three of us and the instructor, learning our punches, stances and kicks. Turns out Nick can't sign up for class until he can do the basics alone with the instructor. Like we have time for this...They said for him to wear his uniform around the house to get used to it. And we're practicing bowing to his rug and other moves at home.