Delaney didn't want to hit karate tonight when I picked him up. He gave me the "I'm tired after my weekend" story. Normally I'd believe that, but the parents that kept him last night said the boys went to bed early, exhausted from camping. So I made him go. He wanted to do the adult class with me, but after explaining to him 4 times that I had to pick up Kendall and couldn't do class, he relented and went in there.
I watched a bit of him doing self-defense and then went to get Kendall, not returning until the end of his class. When he came off the mat, he was smiling, a big grin on his face, and wanted me to see how sweaty he was, working hard. He rarely comes off so jolly, so I knew he had a good class. When queried if he was glad he went, he said "yeah, it was good" with a big smile on there.
Good to see my boy likes working hard, and enjoys the feeling.
When he got in the car, I realized he inherited something else. He's a sweaty, stinky mess after a workout like that, earning him a shower tonight. I told him he was probably close to needing a shower every day, which didn't thrill him. Not sure why he doesn't want to shower, but this will likely be something to remind him about for some time to come.
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