If Isaac's karate studio would accept one year old students I would sign Luke up in a heartbeat. He LOVES it. Whenever I tell him it's time to go to karate he starts running around the house yelling "guy! guy!" (kiai) and hitting things. He also loves, loves, loves when he can put on Isaac's sparring gear. Today the therapy room that we usually play in was occupied so we ended up outside. We spent the first 45 minutes throwing rocks into the bush (I'd stick my arm in and pull them out and Luke would throw them all in again) and then the last 15 minutes, after Isaac was done sparring Luke donned the gloves and ran around whacking the bushes while yelling "GUY!"
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