The Karate Kid was movie I loved as I kid. I remember watching Daniel Larusso wax on and off and break boards about 150 times. In fact I'm not sure the VHS (okay I'm dating myself) even works any more because we watched the movie so many times.
Little did I know 25 years later, I'd have my own Karate Kid in the house. Although we don't have a Mr. Miyagi in our house, he has some how learned some of the moves. I'm not sure if he's ready for his black belt but for little, okay, no training, I'm honestly pretty impressed...
Oh and never mind that he's actually wearing a robe. He's convinced it is an actual karate suit and until he figures out otherwise, I'm not saying a word.
Until next time,
angie
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