So I am sitting here (starting an imaginary blog with the word 'so' again!) wondering what I was going to write about earlier. Well that's not completely true, I had a weird dream last night, the start of one, early this morning, but I lost too much of it to remember it. We had a redhead, nude in bed, and a time traveler. And a brother. And that's all I have left over. That and the weird sense of deja vu I am going through now.

The other thing I wanted to write about occurred while reading the Grapevine this afternoon. I was reminded that I am okay again, regardless of how different they do things in Savannah here. I can't really blog about it here and now because I don't have the referencing article in front of me and that would be unfair to the original atheist author.

So instead I am  watching the tai kwon do class, where Connor did an awesome Army crawl even though he has made no effort to exercise since the last time he was in class on Wednesday. And my child continues to amaze me. Master Jenny came up after class, asking if he and I were still exercising every day. We made sort of a deal, Connor and I, about exercising consistently until he gets his yellow belt. I am tired of that "I am too weak I will never be strong why even bother" attitude of his. He is lazy, and I take much of the credit for that, letting him play constantly online instead of being physically active. I was secretly very glad he wanted to learn taekwondo. I knew the physical activity he would be learning along with the forms. two or three weeks into it, and he was still incredibly eager to keep going and I knew, even though he was slow at the running and not strong at the push ups, that he would continue to improve and he knew the work involved and he was still committed to the class.

I remember texting his mom at about this time that he showed a lot of respect for his teacher in here. This was a text conversation mostly about getting him into some sort of real gifted program. Connor could be genius smart, and I want him to really really push it before the other smart kids start catching up to him. Okay, maybe not genius smart. I see the genius kids (that girl who came up with some real breakthrough discoveries last year regarding cancer cells, won a real grant at twelve.Yeah, she is genius and thank god for people like her) and I know my child's limitations. But he can be incredibly smart and I think already he has maxed out what he can learn in Georgia's public school system. I think he knows that he is smarter than his teachers, and that he cannot learn much more from them. And I don't want to refer to it as a lack of respect, but he can be slightly condescending to them, even if they do not realize it.

So I had this almost exact text conversation with Connor's mom two months ago and realized that he had a lot of respect, not only for his master Jenny, but for the students ahead of him in class as well. My big deal about keeping him in public school (and I do LOVE JG Smith, by the way, I think they have done a remarkable job with Connor and his entire class the past five years) was his learning to be social. I am starting to believe again that it is overrated. I am believing again that he can be more social after he learns physics. But I keep getting off track. I realized he had respect for the martial arts, his sensei and his peers in the classes. So I knew he would improve.

Then at some point he started really slacking in the physical parts of it. It was right after he tested for his yellow tip. He was nervous, i think he actually considered that he might fail a test, and he aced it, forms and instruction, and he even broke a board with his elbow. So like every other test he takes, I think after he passed he figured he could slide until the week before his next test (which will be in May) and then study and ace that one as well. But you can't do that with kicking heights. You can't do that with push ups and sit ups and Army crawls. You have to practice practice practice and get stronger at them.

Anyway, part two tomorrow. I got to stretch out this blogging every day thing and this seems like a godd two part ramble.