The Toddler Olympics

Posted by Sheri at 8/7/2007 2:30 AM
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I'm starting to get a little fed-up with all of the niceness around here.  When I had kids I was geared up for some serious competitive parenting.  So far, I've found almost none.  From the playgroup moms to the preschool moms and everyone in between (there's no one in between), people have been outlandishly sweet and supportive.  The women I've met brought me dinner night after night when Bam Bam was born, they sent me a cookie bouquet when she was hospitalized for a nasty virus a few months later, they support all of my decisions even when they embrace differing  parenting philosophies, and quite frankly, I'm getting sick of it.  This is a competition, and I came to win.

It's time we get to the bottom of this nonsense, and start edging our way toward determining a winner.  Soon Crusher will be three, a bona fide preschooler, and at this rate I won't even know if he won the toddler portion of the event.  I thought this was America!?!?

I am not suggesting we line-up a bunch of one- and two-year-olds and see who gets picked last for kickball.  That would be ridiculous.  Obviously we're only looking to see who gets picked first. 



Following The Great Kickball Experiment that left us all overflowing with pride and self-assurance in elementary school, we'll move on to the main event:  The Toddler Steel Cage Match.  Please do not feel badly if your child underperforms on this highly-skilled task.  Remember, you can always have more children. 

Hope to see you all there. 

GOOOOO Crusher!  (My friend Nikki was right, cheerleading is a sport, that was exhausting.)



 

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