Kung Fu Fighting

Wm had Kung Fu yesterday - which he now says he likes even more than baseball!! He only has 3 classes left (and he has to miss 2 of them for birthday parties!) So I told him that after baseball season - which is rapidly approaching - we will sign him up at a real karate studio instead of through the rec center. He is very excited!!

Before class, he told me that this shirt "makes him look fat."

Fatty

I told him it would be literally impossibly for him to look even slightly chubby. He still claimed the shirt is "puffy." No idea what he's talking about.

Wm says this is called "moble" pose

And here he is counting his punches in Cantonese:

Schroeder has decided anyone that sets foot on our front porch (including the mail man) is coming to kill him. So he puffs all his hair up and growls deep in his feline throat. If you go, "it's fine, Schroeder." He looks at you all panicky and seems to be like, "WHY ARE YOU SO CALM RIGHT NOW?!?" It's hilarious. Then, as soon as the trespasser leaves, he de-fluffs and is all, "I'm glad no one overreacted." And goes and stares out the window...ever-vigilant. 

Panic Puff

After I got dressed yesterday, I walked into Wm's room to hurry him along and he goes, "I see you're wearing Kevin Glickman again."