Please Mom, Pleazzzzzz....just one dance off!

This is what I gotta hear almost everyday.

It's not so bad that he wants to challenge me to a dance off but then when I'm busting a move he wants to critique my every move.

It's time to get T in a dance competition or something because he can't help himself. He's a little shaker and a mover.

Shopping For That One Cup. You Know....The One That Protects Your Treasures

At about 8pm the night before Tayshaun's Karate Tournament, I remembered that I'd forgotten to purchase an important part of his equipment or maybe it's considered attire. At that time of night, I couldn't remember what the damn thing was called. So I could only refer to it as the "groin protector". Not sure how strict the Karate Tournament would be about not having it, I knew I NEEDED to buy that piece of equipment immediately. So we drove to Target.


We searched through the boys' clothing and underwear section for that special cup...with no luck. We searched in the mens' clothing and underwear areas but no "groin protectors". So I finally gave in and asked a salesperson. Now keep in mind, I couldn't remember what the groin protector was called. So when I found a salesperson, approx 23 years old, in the boys department, I kind of smiled and rolled my eyes and asked, "Ummm, do you know if you carry any groin protectors...you know the things used for sports and to protect the groin area." The girl tried to look professional but smiled back and embarrassed, replied, "yea, I know what you're talking about. Did you look by the boxers and socks?" I nodded yes. So she picked up a walkie talkie microphone and....YES just like in the movies...pushed a button and spoke into the intercom and throughout the entire store asking, "boys department, do we carry groin protectors?" Embarrassed, I busted up laughing. And Tayshaun's jaw dropped open and he looked down at the floor laughing and then looked at me laughing and tried not to laugh too obvious because he looked embarrassed for the girl speaking in the intercom. And of course, every shopper around us looked directly at the girl talking into the walkie talkie intercom and then.....at me and Tayshaun, giggling. So sales person's walkie talkie got a response (but not so it was blaring over the store speakers) and asked, "do you mean an athletic cup?" then I really started laughing until my eyes were tearing up. "Oh yeah, that's what it's called." I told Tayshaun.


Well, we found out those thinger-ma-jigs were in the sporting good section right by the baseball mitts. So after making our purchases and while driving home, Tayshaun ripped the athletic cup out of the box and started examining it. He asked me how it worked. The one that we purchased is similar to the one in this pic but has a hard cup that's tucked into that elephant trunk thing in the front.
When we got home, Tayshaun ran directly upstairs to try on his new underwear. Shortly, he came out parading his new jock strap with the elephant trunk covering his butt crack and the jock "strap" NOT covering his own elephant trunk. He's laughing and swinging his junk in front of me and says, "and so where does this cup go?"

I just busted up and was thinking....this is NOT MY job!!!!! So I informed him that he had the thing on backwards. And that just made him start cracking up more. So he went back upstairs and put the thing on right but he still couldn't figure out how the cup fit in the cup holder. Eventually we got the cup where it was supposed to be and Tayshaun felt pretty proud about his groin protector. He insisted that I test the protection out...."hit me, Mom! Kick my cup! It's protected!" But when I declined to test it out, he went upstairs and put on his jammies.


Later after I tucked him into bed, he yelled into my room, "Mom, what would happen if I weared that athletic cup all day long?" I told him, "Nothing would happen. You'll be wearing it all day tomorrow during the tournament. Right?" He got quiet again for a little bit and then, "So what would happen if I wore it all NIGHT long?" I started laughing, "Tayshaun, are you still wearing that groin protector?" And he started giggling.

Utah Desert Mountain Classic Tournament

Today was the big day for Tayshaun in karate. He wasn't nervous until the day before. When we got there, he got quiet and a little more nervous. No one knew what they were doing (including the presenters) but eventually we got on our way to Round 1 - Kata

Here Tayshaun is checking in and then presenting his Kata. During the event, he took a quick turn and fell. He didn't place but got a cool trophy for participating, anyway.

He didn't seem too impressed with the participation trophy because he spotted the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place trophies.

After the Kata event, Round 2 was Sparring. They combined the yellow and orange belts with 5 & 6 year olds. And Tayshaun got lucky in his first spar. His opponent was about a head and a half shorter and a yellow belt. He got his 3 pts and went on to spar three more rounds.

Tisha sat with him on the sidelines just before each of his rounds giving him encouragement. Thanks Tish, he wasn't giving me the time of day. I thought his nervousness was making him cranky.

Here he is in his last spar for 1st or 2nd place. Yes, a WOMAN took 1st place....and a yellow belt.

Maybe he wanted to kiss her instead of hit her?

We cheered loudly his last two sparring events and at one point he got a little confident and smirked and smiled throughout the round. Phew! I thought he was nervous to the point of non-enjoyment. But....then again, he looks pretty happy with himself here. Way to go Tayshaun!!!

Tayshaun's Valentine Love Song

This is a late post. For Valentine's, Tayshaun told me he had a Love Song for me. After he sang this for me, I had to record it for a blog so I had him redo it.

My little Loverboy. Oh those poor girls....when he grows up.

Explaining Birth to my 6 Year Old Boy

Tayshaun: so how did Bryton's baby come out of her stomach?

Me: ummmmm, wellllll ummmm...

Tayshaun: Mom, I already know how. Babies either get cut out of their mom's belly or they come out of their mom's butt.

Me: (laughing) welllll, not exactly. ummmmmm...I think we need to go to the library so we can read about it.

Tayshaun: why can't you just tell me Mom?

Me: (ignoring Tayshaun)Tayshaun: Moooomm, come on, just tell me.
Me: oh, were you still talking to me. Well, ummmmmm. Babies dont' come out of their Mom's bum; that would be poop, Babe.

Tayshaun: ok. So?
Me: well, ummmmm....Ok, Tayshaun, so they come out from where Mom's pee.

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Tayshaun: oooohhhh. well, that explains why I have two holes.

He's obviously that he'sstill confused but we'll leave it at that.
Something tells me that I didn't do a very good job of explaining. I just wasn't prepared.