the first week of school an after school activities sheet was handed out to the kids. they’ve never been sports minded in the past, so i made sure a11 and c14 were signed up for chess and thought we were good.
a few days later a11 comes home and says, “i’ve always wanted to be on a swim team.” i have never, ever, never heard her say anything of the like, but whatever… i email the guy who’s handling the signups and get her added for swimming. and start her on a 12,000 calorie a day diet.
then, about a week after the sign ups are due, c14 says, “i wanna play rugby. do you think it’s too late to sign up?” causing me to hyperventilate. rugby seems a pretty big jump from no interest what-so-ever in team sports. rugby, really? i thought this was an american school – americans, true americans, don’t play rugby. they play american football. which involves vast amounts of pads and protection. and, even though i have great reservations about his safety, i sign him up, keeping my fingers crossed that it’s too late. which, of course, it’s not. rumor has it he’s the only 8th grader, which makes him the youngest and probably the smallest. but, i’m sure he will be fine, right?
the first practice was yesterday and i stood as far away from the action as was possible – not out of fear of stray balls or anything, but more in an effort to not humiliate my son – zoomed the camera in as far as i could and shot some photos. because i knew you’d want to see.
i don’t have any swimming pictures, i’ll have to work on that.
oh, and what’s s8 doing? well, completely against his every wish he’ll be taking tae kwon do. at least until basketball season starts up.