After watching "Kung Fu Panda," Jon and I started playing Kung Fu. This meant I had to find large strips of styrofoam for the game. Then, Jonny does a little meditation, jumps up and karate chops the piece of styrofoam and it breaks in half. He then does his little victory dance and yells " I am Kung Fu awesome."
Yesterday, I was on the phone, when Jon came up to me holding a small piece of 2x4 lumber. I was busy talking on the phone and didn't realize I was holding it in the posistion to be chopped. He then ran and did his best Kung Fu chop. Needless to say, there were tears and bruising on his poor little hand.
I think until more training in the art of Kung Fu is done, he should stick to styrofoam.