One of Dylan’s teachers came up to me after school to tell me that Dylan is a really good athlete.
“She runs really fast. She has great balance and agility. You should sign her up for soccer. She’s amazing during sports.”
My kid? Because I distinctly remember being picked last for dodge ball because all those flying rubber balls were really scary. And then I remember not making the field hockey team in junior high. And I blocked out the rest of my sports’ failures.
I finally settled on nice individual sport like skiing. No one throws balls at you when you’re skiing.
But my girl is an athlete. This is going to be awesome. I’ll enroll her in soccer. She’ll be amazing. She’ll be in regional competitions. She’ll kick some arse. Soon, she’ll be an international superstar. She’ll make millions and then billions in endorsements. She’ll travel all over the world. One day she’ll marry a hot Swedish male model, they’ll have a couple of kids… oh wait, you know maybe that’s not the best plan.
“Hey Dylan. Your teacher said you’re great at sports. Do you want to take soccer after school? I could sign you up. It would be fun. What do you think?”
“Are you sure? You don’t have to marry a Swedish male model.”
“Never mind. Do you want to just stick to your ballet and yoga for now?”
Totally fine by me. As long as no one makes me play dodge ball, I’m cool with anything.
mama bird notes:
My mother is still in the ICU step down unit. My sister Quinn flew back to Memphis so I’m trying to get to the hospital as much as I can. And luckily, my mother has a large network of friends who have really made an effort. My mom’s white blood cell count is a bit high, so they are checking her for a potential infection. I couldn’t get to the hospital today but a friend of my mom’s said she laughed a bit. I believe laughter can help heal broken bones. Prayers + laughter + good medicine = healing. I was always pretty good at math.
And my mother was thrilled that her overnight nurse is from Ghana. My mother spent two years in the Peace Corps in Africa (in Nigeria) so she had an instant connection. So a few moments of happiness amongst all that overwhelming pain and discomfort. We’ll take it.