"Hit em low, hit em hard" so goes the battle cry from the sidelines. I'm kinda okay with that until I heard the OTHER team saying it! During the game the Invisible Me pounced on every kid who pushed my baby around. I've imaginarily (let's pretend that is a word) whipped more juveniles since August than I can count. Once I made an invisible kid cry. And his little brother. True.
While I enjoyed seeing him come home all sweaty, dirty and reciting all the plays from begining to end, I didn't like watching him (and his teammates) get shoved around and all bruised up. I just knew someone was going to call DHS on me one day. It looked like I beat him up reeeallll nice like. (Let's get one thing clear. IF I had beat him up AND I DID NOT, MIND YOU I would have won. That's how tough IN MY MIND I am.)
Whew. The season is over and I need a rest.
What have your kids done that once seemed like fun...until they started doing it?
4 comments:
I'm glad when all Kiddo's sports seasons are over because it's not the other kids I want to beat up, it's the parents!
He wants to play football next year and my husband wants him to with all his heart. I, as the resident fearful mother, do not. Because my beat-them-up mentality will then go from the parents to include the children. Not good, not good.
What have MY kids done? I can't believe you would give me an opening like that! I can look back and see that everything my kids have done - even if, as a parent, it was painful to watch - shaped them into the well-rounded individuals that they have become. Can you imagine the agony of watching your child work for weeks to try out for cheerleading competition? Oh, the pain of sitting in the bleachers and holding your breath while those "judges" (who look like kids themselves) make a decision that is going to effect your homelife for months to come!
Oh...but you know...all things work together...
How about bareback riding? Talk about heavy praying for 8 seconds!! And pointe ballet...my daughter's feet are already showing signs of arthritis...ugh! And then there are the Marine men in our family....let's not even get started there... :)
Garrett referees youth soccer games. I have cried real live tears after psycho soccer parents have yelled at him and treated him horribly when they don't like a call. He's learned to let it roll off his back, but I never will.
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