Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


New belts in the house

The kiddos were promoted. Pickle is now an adult blue belt and Little Bit has her junior orange belt. They're pretty funny.
The instructors like to make me jumpy (ok, they're not doing it to get to me, but it is effective) because they snap the belts as they're doing the karate belt origami thing they do. Makes my backside sting as I remember that sound from childhood when mom or dad got the belt and I was going to get it good. Yikes. My kids - and all the ones in there - have no clue that the sound should make you cringe, cower and plead for mercy while apologizing that you will never again paint the basset hound with the grey paint you found in the garage or that you'll never throw a piece of firewood at the house again. Not that it ever happened to me.


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