This week is friends and family week at the dojo. For obvious reasons, extra folks can't go into the dojo, but they can join online classes. For the first time ever, all four of us took a dojo weapons class together last night:
It was sword week, and I have never been so glad the camera was off. The boys are really good, and Issa is a master at dissecting movement. I spent half of the class utterly confused. Thankfully, Issa translated the ninja moves into dance moves: "Mom, it's a fourth into a pada bourre." That is a language I speak.
We all laughed and had a blast, and it was nice to enter the boys' world for a night. That said, I am not a ninja.
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