Apparently I'm sending my daughter to preschool two days a week to become a ninja.
I come home, and she runs up to me and hollers "daddy, look I do karate!" And starts to break it down right there in the living room, grinning ear to ear, chopping madly in the air, twirling around and
generally focusing her qi, delivering powerful blows that defy the physical effort behind them.
I guess I should take back the care bears DVD I got her for xmas and get "Fists of Fury" instead.