{The Karate Kid}

As long as I can remember Brock has wanted to take a karate class. We looked into it when we lived in Mona and were going to sign him up, but found out we were moving. That was almost three years ago and he still wanted to do it, the only problem, the closest place that offered it was a good 45 minutes away. Well, that's no longer the case and Brock got to go to his very first class tonight. I don't think I've ever seen him as excited as he was when he came home from school today and I told him to go change his clothes and where he was going! Pure joy, that's the only way I can describe it. I also don't think I've ever seen him sit as still as he did at the first of class while the teacher talked to them. He had to stop and show his Dad his uniform before we could go home, even though Derrick was going to be home in less than an hour. I love that he's finally getting a chance to try something that he's always wanted to do, and hope he'll be as excited to go back each week as he was to start today!