Today I was Banshee Mommy. A&A were in their own little time world this afternoon, not really getting that when I said we had to get ready to go to MA, I meant it! It was my semi-annual rant about how I shouldn't have to tell them FIVE times in twenty minutes to get ready and that getting ready means pants, dobocks, belts, whatever gear they need and coats.
They were apologizing profusely by the time they walked into class. (A ten-minute chewing out will do that; that's how long it takes to get to Lifetime.) I asked Sheryl to make them do extra push-ups as a punishment for being late (hey, sometimes she gets through to them MUCH better), so she gave them bear crawls. They really dislike bear crawls. They weren't really happy with me. Not sure the rest of the class enjoyed them, either. Hey, they are black belts. They need to show respect.
Let's see if they can be on time tomorrow!
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