I have been thinking about buying one of these boxing reflex ball headbands for a few months. When I was WT’s age I did not do a lot of sports and never built up my hand eye coordination when it was easy to do.
I have even plotted to make my own with a tennis ball, cord, and a hat, similar to my camera hat setup.
So when Cicloop offered to let me try out their Boxing Ball on String I could not resist.
I must say, WR has had a hard time with this ball. He is getting better. But more importantly he enjoys it, and his mother thinks it is hilarious.
This set comes with a lot for the $12 price:
- Silicone headband
- 2 Boxing balls (different skill levels)
- Spare elastic cords (2)
- Boxing handwraps (2)
- Carry bag to keep them altogether.
The goal is to improve hand-eye coordination with this boxing ball set. The elastic band is supposed to be set at the length of the user’s arem and tied with a bowline. I should have cut the cord after I set it to WT’s size. However, I wanted to try it myself so I just wrapped it aroound the strap. It looks funny in the video, but that is because I choose not to follow instructions.
Apparently I should have read the instructions as the balls were weighted differently to give two levels of difficulty.
I used the heavy ball, when I probably should have used the lighter one.
William (he calls himself TNTell the YouTuber) came to me while I was working on my website and was so excited that he made his own chocolate milk without asking for help (he says he can do that because he is 6). He said he wanted to make a video on how to make chocolate milk.
I thought it was funny as he had chocolate all over his face and the timing was suspicious as his mother had just left for the gym.
He said it was okay because he was practicing to make a video for his channel. You ought to check it out.
With that logic I guess we had to go ahead and make a video.
I think that it wasn’t all about the chocolate, I have been kinda busy working on the site, and I think he wanted some Dad time. He asked on Monday if we could have a father son dinner (but he allowed his mom to come).
His timing turned out to be perfect, he had it made and the mess cleaned up right when his mom got home.
She took one look at his mouth and reminded him she told him he couldn’t eat anything while she was gone. Luckily he pointed out that drinking was not eating.
I am in so much trouble. I am creating a free thinking trouble magnet. After all, that was my plan from the day he was born.