205. Daddy..., You're just no fun anymore

For those of you who want to know, this is what it's sometimes like raising martial art daughters. It just makes me proud to know that when they grow up they will hold their own. 🙂 For those of you who want a taste of the life, this is what it's like to live in a martial arts family raising daughters. This morning I woke up my youngest daughter with the threat that she was gonna go down this morning. She got up with a start and raced herself to the bathroom. After my ten year old daughter shut the bathroom door, I went to the dining table and ate my breakfast. So there I was, drinking my tea and eating my porridge. I was one with the universe. When BAM! Out of nowhere, my daughter sucker-punches me right in the kidneys and sprints off. After breakfast, I head to the kitchen. I wash my dishes and just as I pass the sofa, she gets me with a hidden leg sweep. While she failed to bring me down, that heel of hers still hurt. She got me square in the ankle, before sprinting off again. I told her if she didn't stop, the beast would come out and she would feel my wrath! As I strolled towards the bathroom, it never occurred to me to check behind the bedroom door next to the bathroom. I just thought she'd be getting ready for school. Nope. As I pass the door she jumps out in front of me. In the surprise, she tries to punch me twice in the stomach but I catch those as one of shins connects with my thigh pressure point just above the knees. Oh man, did that hurt. And then she ran off to school. After school I went to pick her up. I had pretty much forgotten about it, but then she says while we are walking home together, "Daddy?" "Yes dear, what is it?" "Daddy, when we get home..." "When we get home, what?" I'm expecting a request for something. But she just looks me in face with those sweet adorable eyes and says, "When we get home, you're going DOWN!" And then she shin kicks me in the thigh again and runs off home. There's just no respect in this world anymore. Making her old man limp home. Tsk. Tsk. The nerve of that girl: Strategically taking out her old man in little bite size pieces over the course of the day. Makes me proud to be her daddy! But do you know what the worst bit was? Later in the evening, she comes up to me in her sweetest sugar-coated girly-girl voice, while deliberately batting her eyes at me and whispers, "Daddy?" "Yes pumpkin?" "You're just no fun anymore daddy." "What'd you mean?" "Daddy..., You're going down daddy!" And just like that, she's practicing a judo hold on me. A good one too. I could feel my neck cracking. 🤗🥇♥️