My 6-year-old son has always been sweet and sensitive, and with his speech disability and sensory issues, he stayed at home with me instead of attending preschool. Now that he's nearing the end of kindergarten, his dad and I decided a sport or activity would increase his self confidence and make him less afraid of the world, plus "He needs to learn to fall without breaking himself," dad said. My poor child has no sense of balance, and the scar above his eyebrow and three pin scars on his elbow show his ungraceful short life, haha. After a search for the best martial arts school in town and observing a few classes, we settled on Brazilian jui-jitsu and he had his first private lesson this week. Needless to say, it was uncomfortable for this nonathletic noncompetitive girl and I spent more time worrying about if he would pay attention than actually watching. Two more of the same private lessons and dude had learned every move needed for a yellow belt, but I was a hot mess. Let's just say Dad will take him next time.