toasty toes

Tonight at Taekwondo, Dennis broke 5 boards, 4 with his hands and the 5th with a side kick. His instructor had been wanting him to break one with a kick, and he finally insisted he try it. He and his teacher appeared at child care (where I was working) with a stack of broken boards, each labeled with the move he used to break them. Dennis was a bit teary-eyed, and I correctly guessed that he objected to breaking the board with a kick. I'm pleased that he was talked into it and now knows he can do it.

After his lesson, he stayed with me in the child care room for a while, and then Gran came to take him swimming. I think they had a great time. He did swallow too much water and threw up in the pool, I heard, and Gran told me afterward he said delightedly "I'm swimming in pizza!". That's not only completely disgusting, but it's also what he begged me to pick up for supper on the way home. I can't believe he wanted pizza and I can't believe I consented! We ate together and then curled up together in front of the fireplace. He stuck his feet up on the hearth to warm them, and he curled up beside David as I read aloud from The Hobbit (which David began reading to him on January 1, and which he loves).

I am completely exhausted. I was worn out after teaching this morning, even though only 5 of my students were there today. And tonight at the gym, there were 16 at any one time, ranging in age from 10 months to 14 years. January is a BUSY time at a gym! I was nearly overwhelmed by the number of kids in that small room, much less the noise and worrying about keeping the little ones safe while the bigger ones played! So I'm going to be very happy to go on to sleep, just as every other legally allowed creature in this house has already done. (I don't presume to know what the moths or whatever else might be sharing our home are up to). The guys (human and canine) are snoring away!