The boys woke up bright and early this morning for Black Belt Camp. We were at the dojo at 8am ready to do the [unverified distance] run. I ran with the kids this year - coming ahead of five kids, which I'm pretty sure makes me a black belt.
After the run, I headed back home and took a shower - but the boys stayed at camp until two. We headed back at six tonight for their promotion ceremony. Brian earned his junior black belt last year (in karate, it's custom to give junior black belts to younger students. At this dojo, they can get their solid black belt at age 14). Brian did a defend your black belt this past spring, and today he stayed for the full camp and earned another white stripe. Mark earned his junior black.
Brian has been doing karate twice a week for four years now. Mark has been for three. It's been fun to watch their growth and confidence. Brian is doing his speech here and is introducing me as the lady taking pictures. 'Bout right.
Last year, the ceremony went nearly three hours. Greg and I were both dreading tonight and my mom decided to pass on the invite. Turns out that Sensei realized it was a little too long and found a few ways to shorten it this year. This year it just went an hour and twenty minutes. Very doable. A multitude of parents were relieved.
We celebrated afterwards with dinner at Culver's.
They'll sleep good tonight. They are thankful for the time change.