Somewhere I missed it. Yesterday, I stood watching a cheerleading competition in which my middle child was competing. I came prepared to see some basic tumbles and maybe even a cartwheel or two. What I got was -- well, a lot more than that. Sometime between discussing with my wife how "good it would be" for our child to get involved in cheerleading and writing the monthly checks I missed all the hard work she (and the rest of her team) were putting in. And then - bam! right in front of me is this unbelievable performance. It never ocurred to me that she was serious about this.
It makes me wonder how many other obvious things about my kids I miss around me each day. Of course I entertain her "cute" comments about this or that with her cheerleading, but I thought most of it was nonsense chat. Of course, when my son talks about karate or even what he enjoys about what he's studying I listen, I just don't listen maybe as closely as I should. It seems to me I might be guilty of under-indulging my kids efforts and dreams. I wonder if THEY know that.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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