This weekend I drove 4 hours each way to watch my sister-in-law's competitive dance team perform. Yeah, I spent roughly 3.2 MINUTES in the car for each SECOND she performed. She's on the hip-hop team. At this Cheersport competition, there were allegedly 20,000 cheerleaders. TWENTY THOUSAND girls (plus a few boys) from approximately three years to twenty years old. Some were performing pom routines, some were doing cheering (cheering for whom, I'm not sure... because everyone was cheering for them... cheering for the cheerleader, who is cheering on... herself?). Anyway, I survived and was there to support her. Her team even won first place in their category, so that was pretty cool. DH stayed home to study. I should get extra wife-points for going to extreme lengths for his family, right?
I remember in college how one of my professors was against the words "extreme" and adjectives of the like. These gyms are not of the same philosophy. Almost all of them were "ultimate" or "elite" or even my personal favorite, "Champions Elite Allstars" - clearly allstars needed two modifiers...
After sitting in an arena for 5-6 hours listening to hip-hop and techno (let me just say that I still have an electronic version of "When Doves Cry" stuck in my head), I came up with a list of approved activities my future children are encouraged to do (by me). I seriously hope they do not want to be cheerleaders (no offense to those that are/were cheerleaders).
- Bagpipes (they're just stinking cool)
- Ballet dancing
- Basketball (per dh)
- Chess team
- Hula dancing
- Irish step dancing
- Soccer
- Surfing
Perhaps I will add to this... but for right now, Junior and Juniorette have that list to choose from.
But dh says I shouldn't count my chickens before they hatch... I just want to be prepared
2 comments:
Seriously. I'd take bagpipes off the list. I'm thinking there's a lot of headaches and mind numbing screeching before a kid can get to that "stink'n cool" stage. There's only so much ear plugs can do. Perhaps the keyboard. While definitely not of the same coolness caliber--it can be turned down or even off... (don't call me cynical yet!)
Hey-glad you're feeling better. BTW Karen just quit her daycare type job. She got sick of the sassy kids that she wasn't allowed to discipline or control.
I should like to see a nice combination of these things... like playing chess WHILE playing bagpipes. That would make me weep with joy.
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