I'm on the front page of The Leader again! I'm loving this. Here's the article for those of you who are interested.
I was always picked last for every sports team when I was young. Looking back now, I wouldn’t have picked me either. I had no athletic talent and my parents didn't encourage us girls to be that way.
I do it differently in my own house. I want to raise athletic kids. Not because I'm competitive. I'm not. But because I want them to develop good fitness habits while they're young. I want them to learn there is no such thing as “girl” sports and “boy” sports. And athletic activities are fun! I'm learning that myself.
It's funny, but the one sport my only daughter loves is dance. How much girlier does that get? But if that's what she loves, it's cool with me. My boys, on the other hand, have taken years to find their niche, their one particular, most important love. And that's lacrosse.
I'd heard of lacrosse but had no idea what it was. I didn't want my oldest playing football because he always seemed to get hurt so easy. That could be because he has no fear and goes all out despite the consequences. So I said yes to this new and curious game. Little did I know, but lacrosse is not a gentle, safe activity like curling. I can't tell you how many times we've gone to the chiropractor, the doctor, and the emergency room for various injuries. Is this normal? With four boys, there's just no hope of staying injury free.
What I didn't expect was to fall in love with lacrosse myself. Never having been adept at anything except music, it came as a complete surprise to find myself at the sidelines screaming encouragement to the boys I now love and adore.
My second son will start next year. We have so many lacrosse sticks floating around that I know a broken widow is the next disaster awaiting, not to mention all the holes we have in our walls. How many times do you have to tell them to play outside?
The moral of the story is this: even if you're not great at sports you can learn to appreciate what each game has to offer, and support your local teams. The Tremonton lacrosse team doesn't have a coach and didn't even get to play last year. How sad is that?
Our kids grow up fast. We only get to be a part of their lives for an instant and then they're gone. Participate in the things they love. It will create an unbreakable bond and will bring you closer than you could ever imagine.
Believe me. I speak from experience.
--From your local lacrosse mom.