Jason had a lot of fun at his karate class. It was the same instructor as before -- and Tom was impressed by her calmness in the face of 3-5 year old distraction. 'She just kept them going, never let them get bored and didn't focus on what they were doing wrong. She just redirected them.' He is right. In this way, she is a good teacher for children in this age group. She has four children of her own (all older now) and seems to have developed a tolerance for noise and chaos.
Xander, on the other hand, was, as was expected, highly indignant about not being allowed to participate. When he threw an unholy fit about not being allowed to go into the dojo, I took him. "I WANT TO SIT ON THE BENCH AND WATCH!" he told me, once it was clear that he couldn't play with his bahbah. So we went in. Daddy hugged him. Xander watched. Then Daddy and Xander went for a walk. Then Mommy and Xander went for a walk. And Jason ran and talked and laughed. It was lovely to see. Then we fed them Taco Time ('I WANT A CHICKEN CRUNCHY TACO!' said my youngest. Then, upon seeing his brother eating a soft beef taco, he asked indignantly 'WHERE'S MY SOFT TACO?' I told him 'You said Crunchy Chicken.' 'NO' He looked at me then 'I HAVE BITE OF YOURS?' Hmmm...and so he did... and did...and did. :>
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