Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Cameron brought home a flyer for wrestling. I asked him if he wanted to join and he said no, that he would rather join karate. Because in karate you don't get hurt, but in wrestling you do. (I had to do a little explaining here) So...I drug him to practice, where he drove me crazy saying that he didn't want to do it. After watching for half an hour he decided that it might be fun. By the end of the hour he decided that it was really fun and he can't wait to go again.

2 comments:

millie said...

Ha ha, so funny! Luke is totally chicken like that too. I'm glad he tried it and liked it!

Roxi and Ephraim's Family said...

Way to go Cameron! That is hard work! My brother Zeb said, "boys should be wrestling every day until they are eight or nine just like the Romans did with their sons." It is supposed to be really good for their small motor skills too. The pre-school teacher told me, I should set up some chairs for Harry to crawl under and practice the low-crawl all of the time with him. It is supposed to help him learn to write better. I think I might get Harry signed up for wrestling too!