Going back from the beach on Sunday, we stopped by this boxing store on Laurel Canyon. Sonny Boy and Henry actually used their own “hard earned” money to buy a pair of gloves each. Well at home, the fight begun.
I actually love martial arts. I practiced Wushu, just like the Master Bruce Lee, for years in my teens. I loved it so. Rigorous workout (read jumping on each other’s stomachs) mixed with beautiful dance like forms. Our studio sported a big photograph of Bruce Lee, and we greeted him as we entered. The Hero.
We were taught to defend ourselves, not to attack. Not really applicable to a young girl, but a message very important to a young boy. Nobody would be happier than me if Henry thought to pursue.
End of show!