Kung Fu Wm

Today was Wm's first kung fu class. He was REAL pissed about going and insisted he would not have any fun. Then...FUN. He had a blast and can't wait to go next week. I tried to tell him that he never wants to do anything - and always says it won't be fun. Then, when forced to do it, he has super fun and is so happy he did it. Soooo...there's a fairly obvious lesson there. But he just smirked at me evilly.

KUNG FU MASTER

Kickin' a little ass

We have drilled into Wm's head that he is NEVER EVER EVER allowed to tell anyone online ANYTHING other than his first name. And if anyone asks his last name, or even what city he lives in, he is not, under any circumstances, to give out that information. Or any information. Apparently this has worked very well. Wm's favorite activity is to get on his friend from school's server and play Minecraft with him while, at the same time, skyping. So they play Minecraft and chitty chat about important 8 year old matters. He came downstairs this afternoon and goes, "Mommy - Henry wants to know where I live so we can have a playdate. Can I tell him?" I was like, "Of course." And Wm said, "Are you sure it's OK to give out my address?" I reminded him that all his friends know that he lives up the street from the school and Henry is very aware of where he lives - and I do not think Henry plans to kidnap or murder him. Wm goes, "Oh...yeah." 

Wm's Skype habit has also provided me with a new hobby: humiliating Wm. I ran into his room and bust into "uhhhhh weem-away...uhhhhhh weem-away....in the village, the peaceful village, the lion sleeeeeps tooooonight!" Wm furiously whispered, "MOMMY! GO AWAY!" Then, later, he was all, "Don't do that! Henry heard you!!! He asked if that was my mom singing in the background and I had to tell him yes!" Mission accomplished.