Black Belts and Bliss

This was a perfect Friday evening. Alex taught his first class as a
black belt. S and Z both caught the frisbe today and I sat listening
to music in the beauty of the park while the wind sang in the trees.

Just Plain Pooped

Z. would not wake up this morning. He just would not get out of bed. He couldn't even open his little eyes. He's been going like crazy lately and I think he just needs a day off. Fortunately R and BC are home today, so they can keep an eye on him. Poor little fella must be a little burned out.

A Thousand Things

I have so much I want to blog about. But time is limited. I hope I can re-commit to blogging at least three times per week.

S. got her yellow belt yesterday. I am *so* proud of her. There's no way she' going to Harvard without her black belt, and I only have 13 more years to prep her :-) She's more awesome than anyone I know.

Except Z. His sense of place and order grow daily and support his learning quite strongly. He's amazing.

My kids ROCK!