Aspirations

Sometimes I create a post because I want to be able to remember something the kids said.  Sometimes I just know people will crack up when they read about what happens when four penises converge under one roof.  Other times, I want to be able to look back and say "Wow.  That really happened.  Thank you Lord!"

This is one of those posts.

It has been a banner week for Hoo.  He took first place in sparring and second place in forms at a local Taekwondo tournament.  Tonight his soccer team took the championship trophy home.

The kid kind of popped out of my uterus primed for manhood.   He loves everything manly:  guns, sports, meat.  So, it is no surprise that he has tried almost every sport known to humankind.  If someone suggests that he would be good on a team, he jumps at the opportunity to try it out.

So, when Mike and Hoo were discussing next steps (ie:  what sport are you going to conquer over the summer?), Hoo made sure to be extremely to the point about what was coming next:  nothing but Taekwondo.

He is going to eat, sleep, breathe, and practice nothing but forms and sparring. 
He is going to get not only a college scholarship to be on the Taekwondo team, he is going to do it while he is practicing Taekwondo for the Olympics.  And if one Olympics is more than most can expect or wish for, he is going to exceed that by going twice.
Finally, he is going to retire early, after his second Olympic experience.

Y'all.  He is dead, stiff-as-a-board, serious.

And something in me says he just might do it.
And, frankly, that scares me.

So I'm praying that his dreams will come true, that he will accomplish what he sets out to do.  If that includes the Olympics, great.  If his dreams shift, fine.  If we have to pay for college, OK.

I'm trying not to worry that he might be isolating himself from the friends he has made on the sports field.  I have to hope that his outgoing spirit will keep him from losing touch with the sweet boys he has come to know.

Time will tell. 
God will be Hoo's guide and ours.
We'll know what's right as the decisions have to be made.

And, in the meantime, we will have one super-cute karate kid on our hands.

Wax on, wax off, Hoo.