Kind of. I attended a soccer game. Does that count?
I have to admit I tried as long as possible to keep Boo from sports. We did karate for a while but it was such a struggle to get her there three days a week that I decided we weren’t doing it anymore unless she cooperated 100%. One day a week would have been okay but three days was too much. Then they mentioned out-of-town tournaments on the weekends. No thank you. Anyway, a few months ago we were passing by the karate place:
Boo: When can I take karate again?
Me: Uh….um….the karate placed closed for a while.
I lied.* Seriously. Horrible right? I suck.
*Remind me to delete this when Boo is old enough to read the Internet, it will be our secret.
Mr. LBB signed her up for soccer this year. He’s been taking her to practice one day a week. Two days a week she’s doing dance at her school’s after school program. The deal is she has to have all her homework done by Wednesday or she can’t do the extracurricular activities.
Yesterday was her first soccer game. I was kind of dreading it. When I was Boo’s age I played soccer for a season, my soccer team never scored a goal. Not one single goal. It didn’t really bother me. I’m not very competitive at sports. I’m perfectly happy making clover chains on the sidelines.
Usually I can’t even tell you if it’s basketball or football season….I think it’s football right now? Is that right?
I was not prepared for this world of kid soccer. A few teams had their kids running serious drills and had cheerleaders on the sidelines. Parents are yelling instructions over the coaches and the referee. I’m just trying to locate if my kid is in the game or not and wondering if there is a concession stand. Can she pick up the ball with her hands if she is the goalie? (Yes I asked that. Cut me some slack, I do have some brain damage.)
Mr. LBB: That’s the team we play next week.
Me: They look really serious. I think we should call in sick.
I think our little town is surprising laid back……thank God. I’m so happy that Boo seems to have gotten some of her dad’s athletic genes because I’ve been known to get tangled up in my own feet. I think Boo had a really good time out on the field, after the initial meltdown of having to wear the shin guards underneath her socks. They itch.
At home I made Boo take a shower after the game. She had blue spirit paint in her hair. We have a white linen couch. I didn’t plan for blue hair when we opted for white home decor. I double suck now.
Boo’s team won their first game yesterday. I can’t tell you what the final score was. I lost count after one goal.
30 years later and I’m just perfectly happy on the sidelines making clover chains…..if we had clovers.