I love my 13 year old lithe ballerina! I have often wondered over the years if she truly came out of my body--I was a HUGE tomboy wanting to play football but settling for years and years of soccer. Sarah Katherine played one season when she was 4 but only if I would allow her to wear a dress smocked with soccer balls and big green bow. I love to watch her dance--the grace and movement brings tears to my eyes everytime and I relish watching her lose herself in her love of dance. She's not me; doesn't enjoy traditional sports (cringes at the thought), and that is fine with me. The boys talk to me about whether they are starters, was I a starter, etc. I fully recognize these are not conversations I will ever have with Sarah Katherine.
Tuesday afternoon Sarah Katherine had her first academic bowl meet. I went to the school to give her a snack before leaving for an interview. I hugged her and wished her well. She leaned up into my ear and whispered, "Hey Mom, I'm on the starting team!"
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