Midwestmommy
Proud Parent
I had coffee with a good friend this weekend. I was jabbering on about how I am looking forward to meeting with the coaches next month to discuss my daughter's progress at gym. She on the other hand said she was going to try to avoid it. I finally shut up and really listened to her, and this pretty much summed up her thoughts on the subject:
Dear coach, please forgive me for throwing away the flyer about the conference and forgetting to sign up. You see, I have eyes and ears and I already know she is not your favorite. I know you are busy, and don't actually really care what I think or really want to talk to me anyway.
I already know that she is not the strongest or the fastest or most flexible kid on team. I know that you think she will struggle but you are going to try moving her up. I also know that she will probably have one of the top four all around scores from our gym at that level, because she always does.
I won't say what I am really thinking, that you forgot to congratulate her that day she got five medals. None of them were first place like the standouts, but she was really proud anyway and so was I.
She asked me why in that same voice she uses when she asks why her dad is too busy to drive down for her meet again, late at night when she always asks me the hard questions.
Really, don't worry about it because she is getting older and asks less and less these days about stuff like that.
Anyway, please forgive me for throwing away that flyer because I worked 45 hours this week, and the last thing I feel like doing is watching my daughter put on her brave face to brace herself to hear about how mediocre her gymnastics prospects are. I just want to enjoy her accomplishments and drink my tea instead.
Dear coach, please forgive me for throwing away the flyer about the conference and forgetting to sign up. You see, I have eyes and ears and I already know she is not your favorite. I know you are busy, and don't actually really care what I think or really want to talk to me anyway.
I already know that she is not the strongest or the fastest or most flexible kid on team. I know that you think she will struggle but you are going to try moving her up. I also know that she will probably have one of the top four all around scores from our gym at that level, because she always does.
I won't say what I am really thinking, that you forgot to congratulate her that day she got five medals. None of them were first place like the standouts, but she was really proud anyway and so was I.
She asked me why in that same voice she uses when she asks why her dad is too busy to drive down for her meet again, late at night when she always asks me the hard questions.
Really, don't worry about it because she is getting older and asks less and less these days about stuff like that.
Anyway, please forgive me for throwing away that flyer because I worked 45 hours this week, and the last thing I feel like doing is watching my daughter put on her brave face to brace herself to hear about how mediocre her gymnastics prospects are. I just want to enjoy her accomplishments and drink my tea instead.