Tuesday, January 29, 2019

Flurries... of Punches

Daddy is sitting here watching Madison do jumping kicks, screaming and throwing flurries of punches in the air.  Not as many kids made it tonight, and this might be because of the questionable weather. We had no ice on the roads today, as the temperature was above freezing for the good part of the day.  Tonight it may dip down enough to freeze what is there, but the winds and sun have helped dry much of it out.  All that remains is a biting cold, and a quieter night here at the studio.  Madison is doing some new moves, some jump kicks and some of these other high kicks that involve keeping your legs up in the air much longer.  A lot of flexibility is required for those, and she's just getting started.  But she still loves it, and loves all the new friends she has here.  There were some exercises where one person would get on top of another or visa versa, and they were learning how to throw someone off of you.  Madison and this other girl were giggling as this was being practiced, which sort of loses all that aggressiveness you sometimes see in martial arts practice.  Imagine being in a dark alley and getting attacked by a giggling little girl.  Okay, in a way that would be terrifying.  The point is, she's enjoying this, and with enough practice - even with the giggling - it'll stick with them so that they'll reflexively know what to do in certain self defense situations.  Which of course we hope never happen.

Today Madison was doing her classwork at home, including gym!  Yes, she was required to do some basic calisthenics, which is a word I just typed correctly and am in awe that spellcheck didn't kick in. I must have gotten it right on the first try.  Anyway, she was actually doing jumping jacks in the house, and stretches and push-ups... she had to record on the computer how many she did of each.  I just thought that was funny that you can't even skip a day of gym when you've got a "online learning day."  So she had a lot of other work to do online, and was at it for hours on her laptop on the couch.  When she gets into it, she's really focused.

She had a bath today, and also had some rest and relaxation, playing some Minecraft, a game that never seems to get old for her.  She was in survival mode, mining deep into the earth and creating a large network of connecting caves.  Unfortunately, there was no snow whatsoever to speak of outside.  Meanwhile, the rest of the country is in the freezer, practically.  It's not just a freezer though:  it's historic what is happening this week.  It will literally be colder in Chicago on Thursday than it is in parts of Antarctica.  The wind chill today made parts of Minnesota feel like -66 degrees.  The actual "high" for Thursday in northern Illinois is going to be -15 degrees.  The warnings going out are severe:  just five minutes outside with your skin exposed can result in frostbite.

Here in Georgia, we're cold, but nowhere near that cold.  We're at the thirties tonight, and expected to dip into the twenties at night.  But not as cold as a few states up.  And there's not really any precipitation expected soon, so despite all our wishes for a little snow, so far this winter is coming up a little short.  But we were talking with Madison about that one March snow storm that none of us in Georgia can forget.  The one back in the nineties?  I remember trying to drive a few days afterwards, and still couldn't get anywhere because the roads were so covered with solid ice.  The snow was thick, and it was just amazing.  We were all stuck for a week.  We haven't had anything like that in a while.  But the point is, that happened in March, of all times.  Which is still two months away.  Yes, winter has fifty-nine days left, a fact that is depressing to many lately, because it is somewhat of a miserable post-Christmas sort of gloomy weather.

But we're not miserable here.  Sure, we're cold.  But life is great.  There may be no flurries of snow, but Madison is throwing flurries of punches, and is all smiles tonight.  It's Taco Tuesday, and Mommy has a Mexican fiesta at  home, after which we'll probably have just enough time to watch an episode of "Star Wars Rebels."  The Mandalorians are growing on me with their clans.

After that, we'll return to the book of Acts, followed by our devotional and some more of "The Secret of Rundoon."  The Others are planning something big, as are the Scorpion Tribe, so we'll have to see what happens next.  Madison and Mommy are riveted, each listening carefully - Mommy lying on the bed beside Madison as Daddy reads from the floor.  It's a nice nightly ritual, one we don't take for granted each night.  We're warm in our house, and we're praying for those who are not tonight.  It's dangerous weather out there, and hopefully folks will be safe and warm wherever they can find that shelter.

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