The White Belt.
The Kindergartner has now attended enough Tae Kwon Do "little ninjas" classes (yeah . . . can't do anything about the name, though) to qualify for his official white belt. He is really enjoying the Monday and Wednesday night sessions, and I hope he'll stick with it. I could have used something like this when I was his age...something to give me confidence and bodily discipline (at least as much as a six year old can have such a thing).
He had to go to his AWANA class* at church directly after, but absolutely didn't allow me to change him back into his regular clothes. He wasn't about to take off that belt.
*AWANA at this church is led by a "Commander." Are we for real? Vests with decorations and "commanders"? What, was the whole thing made up by a third grader?
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