"Look Mom! Karate!"

Arriving at 1am anywhere in the continental US can be tiresome. Arriving somewhere deep in the Ozarks of Arkansas is downright exhausting. Nevertheless, we arrived safely at our hotel late Tuesday night in preparation for our Thanksgiving event. Are you wiht me? 1am Arkansas time. 8 hours in the car with the kids. Both kids awake and eating cereal thinking surely it must be morning and responding to this thought with energy and hilarity. So imagine this:

The grandparents and great grandparents waited up. Watched some tv. Flipped through some channels but at our arrival moved to the dining area of the condo/hotel room/resort accomodations leaving the television both unattended and unnoticed. I barely notice that it is on in the other room.

I barely notice. Jordan, on the other hand, is watching it from a distance little beknowst to us when suddenly he exclaims, "Look mom! Karate. They're doing karate!" I look. I gasp. I run, covering his sight path with my sweater and yell for Jeremy to DO SOMETHING TO THAT TELEVISION!

Now let's remember that it is 1am and maybe I overreacted a bit. But maybe, just maybe, you'd be equally alarmed to find your 7 yr old son watching the male stripper/dancer scene in Bachelor Party (an otherwise lovely film starring the ever-popular Tom Hanks). But karate? Hardly. Especially considering his recent enrollment in a karate class. We wouldn't want the little dear to get in his head that that "karate" was what he was to be trained for. Heavens no.

But funny for sure.