Yesterday we went to a place that “might” have a fencing class for Keb. Keb and Taed have been taking fencing for the past 6-8 weeks, and they both are enjoying it. However, it is an expensive sport, with an estimated cost of $3500 for a year for the two of them getting ONE LESSON ONLY per week. Hence our Taed’s scouting efforts. (I was just really along for the ride and the promise of McDonald’s ice cream).
The place we checked out has “weapons” lessons. Taed wanted to know what that meant. Basically it’s Japanese martial arts training with sticks, swords, etc. Keb can’t do it until he’s 8. Which means, we have to find some other sport for him to participate in. Soccer didn’t really work, and I can’t see him as a baseball kid.
This meant asking about swimming, tennis, and golf. He actually said, “Golf isn’t my forte.” We were both stunned. He used the word (which we didn’t know he knew) correctly! Once he realized that swimming would be, well, swimming, he opted for tennis.
This means that come summer, we’ll all be taking tennis lessons. I wonder if it will make me better at Wii?