The last two nights I brought Ashley and Morgan to their elementary school gym for buddy ball. It’s a three-week K-2 basketball program to teach beginning basketball skills. Our official youth basketball starts in third grade.
The boys and girls have separate times. There were dozens of boys, but only 8 girls showed up. Funny considering that the high school girls have always killed in basketball. The boys? Not so much.
My father called and put more pressure on me to go because surprise, surprise – he’s coaching with MG. My father and MG coached the girls youth program for 18 years, retiring a few years back. Ashley and Morgan were excited to have him as coach. Morgan had to miss a Daisy meeting, but what could we do? My dad would have been seriously bummed.
My father has been bringing my mother along. My mom and I have a long history of not getting along, so I was sort of dreading having her potentially embarrass me in front of everyone I know. Let’s just say that she isn’t one to hold her tongue or think before speaking. There hasn’t been one time in history wherein she doesn’t do something to make someone cringe – usually me. I was quite relieved when only a handful of people showed. Less of an audience. Also, selfish, I know, I like to talk to the other moms and catch up with them. Mom pouts when I don’t give her my full attention – ugh.
She’s been okay the last few nights. Only a few things, so I’ll give her a B for behavior. She only mentioned out loud that someone was overweight once 🙂 I love when someone who is 220 lbs. points out another’s weight gain. If that’s not the pot calling the kettle black.
The girls really like basketball. Ashley likes it more at this point and is doing quite well. She will be playing next year. I won’t be surprised if my father and MG coach again. Ashley would be thrilled. I don’t know how I feel. I think it’s easier on many levels to have a non-relative as coach.
I was worried about my mom embarrassing me when it was Morgan who blindsided me last night. At the end of practice she overheard someone say they were going to get milkshakes at McDonalds and she proceeded to nag and whine and then full out cry hysterically when I said NO!!!! It was a long and loud drive home. I’m not mean and I would normally indulge her, but it was 7:30 p.m. on a school night.