Saturday
A Proud Mommy Moment...
Bailey finally scored in her basketball game, the last game of the season!!!!! I must first share a little background story here. Since our girls were little John has had hopes that at least ONE of his girls would play soccer. Well, since Bailey is the oldest of the three she was the one who was pushed the most. She is our natural athlete, and very competitive. But try as we might, she was not interested in the sport. Last year, Bailey announced that she wanted to play basketball. Now, I am a former b-ball player so I was thrilled!!!! Dad, poor fella, couldn't help to be a little disappointed, but I reminded him that she was at least interested in a sport. So we signed her up on our local Y-league.
Well, first day of practice rolls around and .... she is the only girl on the team. This was not good. Bailey has never been an assertive person and to be the only girl on the team, well, she was not pleased. But I told her she wasn't going to quit. I told her it would be good for her, you know, it would make her tougher and stronger. All good and well in theory, except they have to acknowledge that you exist in order to participate. The boys wanted nothing to do with her. We're talking 7 and 8 year old 'superstar players', who would fight to not have to stand next to her. I must admit, as a sideline Mom, it was hard watching my little girl being ignored by every teammate.
First game rolled around, and of course every kid gets playing time, so Bailey is on the court with little knowledge of what to do in a game. It was heartbreaking. No one threw the ball to her, sometimes she didn't even know where to run. I just knew after the game she was going to cry that she hated the game and wanted to quit. Boy was I wrong. She came running off with a big grin on her face, why???? In her words, "We won!!! And we got a snack!!" Well, talk about the simple pleasures.
Each practice got a little better and she thoroughly enjoyed herself. Her team was winning and she was getting her snacks. She improved so much from the beginning of the season. But she had yet to get a basket. The boys, although tolerant of her, still didn't pass the ball very often, only when the coach told them to.
So today, was the last game. At practice this past week they spent the entire time handing the ball of to Bailey and one other little boy who hadn't scored so that they could be ready for the game. On the way to the game, I kept telling her to shoot the ball everytime she got, even if people were guarding her because maybe she would get fouled and be able to shoot freethrows. Big ups to the coach and the boys who tried many times to get the ball to Bailey, and she made several attempts at a basket, but with no luck. Finally, with a couple of minutes left in the game, Bailey got the ball and shot it, and yes!, she got fouled!!! Two freethrows. I couldn't restrain my tears. I was a bundle of nerves. First shot, missed it. 'Oh please God, let her make this one.' Second shot, nothing but net, baby! Yes! The whole gym cheered for her. Other moms hugged me with tears in their eyes, because they were almost as happy as I was. Well, the game ended and she had made the last basket of the season. It was all good. I was so proud of my baby girl. I could never have imagined such emotion from one little basket. Today was a good Mom day. One of the best yet.
Well, first day of practice rolls around and .... she is the only girl on the team. This was not good. Bailey has never been an assertive person and to be the only girl on the team, well, she was not pleased. But I told her she wasn't going to quit. I told her it would be good for her, you know, it would make her tougher and stronger. All good and well in theory, except they have to acknowledge that you exist in order to participate. The boys wanted nothing to do with her. We're talking 7 and 8 year old 'superstar players', who would fight to not have to stand next to her. I must admit, as a sideline Mom, it was hard watching my little girl being ignored by every teammate.
First game rolled around, and of course every kid gets playing time, so Bailey is on the court with little knowledge of what to do in a game. It was heartbreaking. No one threw the ball to her, sometimes she didn't even know where to run. I just knew after the game she was going to cry that she hated the game and wanted to quit. Boy was I wrong. She came running off with a big grin on her face, why???? In her words, "We won!!! And we got a snack!!" Well, talk about the simple pleasures.
Each practice got a little better and she thoroughly enjoyed herself. Her team was winning and she was getting her snacks. She improved so much from the beginning of the season. But she had yet to get a basket. The boys, although tolerant of her, still didn't pass the ball very often, only when the coach told them to.
So today, was the last game. At practice this past week they spent the entire time handing the ball of to Bailey and one other little boy who hadn't scored so that they could be ready for the game. On the way to the game, I kept telling her to shoot the ball everytime she got, even if people were guarding her because maybe she would get fouled and be able to shoot freethrows. Big ups to the coach and the boys who tried many times to get the ball to Bailey, and she made several attempts at a basket, but with no luck. Finally, with a couple of minutes left in the game, Bailey got the ball and shot it, and yes!, she got fouled!!! Two freethrows. I couldn't restrain my tears. I was a bundle of nerves. First shot, missed it. 'Oh please God, let her make this one.' Second shot, nothing but net, baby! Yes! The whole gym cheered for her. Other moms hugged me with tears in their eyes, because they were almost as happy as I was. Well, the game ended and she had made the last basket of the season. It was all good. I was so proud of my baby girl. I could never have imagined such emotion from one little basket. Today was a good Mom day. One of the best yet.
Thursday
Some recent photos of my girls...
Just sharing some photos that I have taken lately. I don't thank God nearly enough for my precious daughters. I love them so very much.
"Pray for us centers"
Through weekly Faith Formation at church Bailey and Peyton have been learning their prayers. The other night I was going over the prayers and asked Peyton to say the Hail Mary. I held my laughter (she is so sensitive), when instead of "pray for us sinners" she said "pray for us centers". So cute.
Friday
My nieces...
Just sharing some photos of my two sweet nieces from their last visit. Love 'em so much.
"Jack Frost~ Please Let The Snow Fall Down"
This is what my girls said Wednesday evening by their windows, before going to sleep. They wanted it to snow so badly. Well, it snowed. Only for a few hours and with little over an inch accumulation, but they stilled enjoyed it. They couldn't wait to get dressed and go outside. It hasn't snowed in Concord in three years! And they don't remember the last time it did. We had to really make do with the clothing choices. I'm sure any northerner would laugh at us, with our clothes. But...they didn't care. They could only play for a while b/c their little hands were freezing and shoes were soaked. Just sharing a few photos.
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