What did CJ do?

The mischievous adventures of our youngest Urban Family member

Belt Testing

🥋 It was belt testing weekend at Urban Martial Arts Stroud. Everyone who belt tests knows how nerve wracking it is, and how no matter how much you prepare yourself you always have that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. 🤢

😵‍💫 Well, 12pm arrives and that means one thing… It was MY TURN to belt test. My heart starts to beat fast and I have sweaty palms before I’ve even started!

Anyway I set CJ up with some snacks, his drink, and iPad and he’s calm. I’m hoping, he will sit nicely and let me concentrate because I know when I loose concentration, its game over for me! 🍎🍫

💪🏽 So we begin and I’m feeling ok, I start getting into the swing of it and I’ve remembered everything from all the practice in classes, CJ is quiet and sat down eating his snacks and watching Blippi – At this point I feel great!

The Whistle

👂🏼We get about half way through the block routine and I hear a whistle…
What the heck is that? The room is silent when belt testing is in progress, so the whistle is very clear.
I hear it again and again, I turn around and there is CJ, of course it’s CJ, why would I not have known this already?
He’s stood at the back of the mats whistling whilst doing his own version of the block and counter routine! Like clockwork on every block the whistle goes and he shouts “OOOOSH”
It makes me smile and I want to laugh but this is belt testing, I need to focus. Brandon our eldest son who is head coach at Urban Stroud, comes off the mats and takes CJ back to his seat (Minus the whistle) and settles him back down for me so I can concentrate on what I’m doing.

Phew a sigh of relief, He’s settled, I can continue. 

We go through a bit more of the test and my training partner and I are going through the street self defence routines, which I REALLY need to think about. CJ has soaked his top with his drink so that’s come off to dry.
Oh no, he’s back again, here comes CJ charging on the mats imitating Tarzan’s exaggerated swagger! With his locked iPad in his hands, shouting at the top of his voice, “MUM OPEN MY IPAD PLEASE” Oblivious to the surrounding students, he plowed through them to make his way me, without a care in the world. Again Brandon takes control and takes him back to his seat to restore peace and order. 📲

The Number 2

💩 But as you know, if you know CJ,  that’s not the end.
I see my Tarzan looking, CJ’s head pop up from behind the wall, standing on a chair and he shouts “I NEED A POOH!! I NEED A POOOOOOH NOW!!”
Oh flippin’ fantastic, what am I meant to do, I can’t leave the mats, but I don’t want him to drop his pants and poop in the gym. CJ has only just started potty training the weekend before so it’s all pretty new. When he tells me he needs to go, HE NEEDS TO GO! But, I turn around and he’s gone. Luckily we were sent to get a drink, I run to the toilets to find him, sat on the toilet, going for a number 2 by himself. I manage to wipe his butt, wash our hands and run back to the mats just in time to start back again. PHEW! 💩

Belt testing is done, we’ve finished, I’m hot and sweaty, feeling relieved and hopeful that I’ve passed and my little pooping Tarzan hasn’t lost me marks!

👶🏾 Note to self – Next belt – GET A BABYSITTER!