The karate club have had a guest instructor for a couple of weeks (not the one on the picture though). Dad took me to training and thought I would stay outside the training and play but I of course opened and went into the dojo. Once inside I got to play with some really cool Lego and showed no interest what so ever in the serious people kicking and screaming around me. When Mom came and picked me up from training my comment was: pappa dansar (Dad's dancing). So if you need any help with your dancing at all my Dad is a pretty decent instructor and both my parents have black dancing belts.

Today I went to the Icelandic Karate Championships. Don't worry they didn't let me compete. They even got a baby barrier this year to keep me out of the ring.

This weekend I have been babysitting my friend who is 1,5 years older than me. I still don't go to sleep until 10 PM so I'm a very good and reliable babysitter. I played with all the toys while she was sleeping.
Today I went to see the Nordic Karate Championship. It was great. I didn't need a ticket to get in. I watched the pyjamas people running around each other, kicking and making funny noises for 3 hours without getting bored. I tried to hit them with my carrot puree but I didn't manage to throw it far enough. It ended on the 3rd row. Next year maybe. If I practice really hard I might get them at the Icelandic Nationals next year. It would make really nice stains.

Dad's karate students gave me this custom made karate gi. It's quiet necessary to have your own karate gi. Allthough the nappies makes it kind of uncomfortable to wear. They also set me up with a personal trainer. Here is a picture from our first session. I try to learn these karate moves through osmosis.