“It is a wise father that knows his own child.”

— William Shakespeare

I finished, sweat pouring from my face, my son sitting next to me.

Zachary and a sweaty old guy

We had just finished up a lesson at The Dragon’s Way Academy of Chung Kuo Chuan. Zachary has been taking lessons for a couple months now, but it was my first time. The stretching was brutal, the kicks and punches threw me off balance. It wasn’t one of my finest hours, but I labored through it.

It has been several months since I first was able to take him for instruction. During each session, I watched with fascination. Each time thinking it would be fun to try. Yet, each time finding a good reason not to.

The little voice inside my head said, “It’s too hard. I’m too old. Zachary would be embarrassed to have me out there.”

Eventually, I just asked him if he would feel uncomfortable. Somewhat to my surprise, he said no. (13 year olds will amaze you!)

The rest is sweaty history.

It’s not always possible or appropriate to participate with your child in their activities. Sometimes the ages aren’t right and sometimes the child needs to spread their wings.

But if you can, try a hobby with them. You may be a little sore in the morning, as I will be, but it’s a kick.

Tried a martial arts lesson with my son.