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Monday, May 22, 2017

Tate in a Red Shirt?

Baseball season ended on Saturday afternoon.  Tate had an absolute blast playing America's game this season.  And he's gotten so much better...from fielding the ball to throwing the ball to hitting the ball.  And he's fast.  Goodness is he fast.

That speed though is all he has on most of his teammates.  And I often wonder why.  Well I know why for some of it...we didn't start playing baseball until kindergarten, and many of the boys started at age 3 with tee-ball in their neighborhoods.  Then yesterday we were at the skating rink for a birthday party.  I convinced Tate to do roller blades, and he did so much better with them instead of roller skates.  But still my sweet boy was all arms and long skinny legs.  And just not terribly coordinated.  Oh he got it after a bit, but so many of the other boys seem sturdier and so much more self assured.  

Last night I was chatting online with Lindsey about Tate and sports.  I said he loves baseball like crazy, but that I think he's much better at soccer or basketball.  With soccer he has the speed and the drive to go after the ball.  He needs to learn how to better control the ball, but he seems to have much more of an affinity for soccer in my opinion.  He's good at basketball, getting so much better, and his agility and speed will enable him to maneuver around the courts easier than some of the bigger boys.

But still I lamented his lack of ability compared to his friends.

Then Lindsey said 'Don't forget, he the youngest in his class and he's small.'

And she's right.  He is the youngest and on top of that, small.  Small as in thin, not really short. He just hit 52 pounds the other day.  And 52 inches!

And we live in the South.  And we go to an all boys' school.  Red shirting is the norm here.  Though I will say that only a couple of the boys will turn 9 before school starts in August, whereas Tate turns 8 in late July.

But half the grade will be 9 by Christmas.

These boys have 9-12 months on Tate with these bodies and skills.  

So is it true about going to school young puts you behind in sports?  It's holding true for my young boy.  In Texas.  Where people send their boys to an all boys' school solely for the sports exposure.  (which isn't alot in private school...hope they figure that out sooner than later, but not my problem!).

Yet I cannot imagine having held Tate back a year so he'd be older, bigger and sturdier in baseball.  The poor child is already bored in math on a daily basis.  He was reading very soon after he turned 4, and very well by the time Pre-K 4 ended. I cannot imagine him having to do PreK twice.  

So this was certainly the best choice for Tate academically.  And as he's much more likely to get a math scholarship than a baseball scholarship, no matter what size or how tall he is, I'm very content with my choice.  Because truly how many Jackie Robinsons or Derek Jeter's are there in the world?  

However, how do I explain this to my child who wants to be as good a hitter as his 8 1/2 year old buddy Drew?  Who wants to dribble the ball like almost 9 year old Titi on the soccer field?  

So practice practice practice is what I'll tell him to do.  He's always begging to go play catch (ugh) or wants to play basketball outside.  We'll continue to do the teams outside of school as well.  He LOVES playing sports, so I'm going to let him keep on keeping on.  He never gives up;  he wants to get better and better, so he practices and practices.  So I'll keep supporting him.  Such a sweet boy.

But oh...this parenting stuff is so hard, so full of nuances, so full of second-guessing.  

So full of love.

Some shots of my boy playing the games he loves!














Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Needing a Red T-Shirt - TOMORROW!!!

How am I so much more busy with my almost finished with second grade 7 1/2 year old than I was with my 7 1/2 month old who needed me to do absolutely everything for him?

It's so funny though how much more life as an SMC has become simply life as a working parent.  Sure there are times when being a single mama is surely more difficult than being a married mama...case in point the email (which was sent at 1:30pm today)  I read today at 5:15pm as I was leaving the office telling me that the boys can wear a Rockets shirt to school tomorrow since we're in the playoffs and tomorrow night is a BIG game.  Because honestly at 5:15pm it's gonna take me 30-40 minutes to drive the 7.5 miles home from work.  Adding a stop at Academy will set me back 15-20 minutes.  The sitter needs to leave at 6pm.  I need to get Tate fed and hang out with him by 7pm, so we can be reading stories and he be going to sleep by 7:45pm.  There is no going home and sending the hubs out to get a shirt.  There's no me running out after I've made dinner and the kid is in bed.

Oh yeah because we don't have a Rockets shirt.

But yeah, these are the kinds of things it's easier to do with a second adult in the house.  It's one of the reasons my house is fully stocked on children's pain relievers, band-aids, stomach medicine, my advil, toilet paper, tampons...all the basics.  I am practically a drugstore because at midnight I don't have someone to send to the drugstore to get some ibuprofen for my feverish child.  And yes I know I could put said sick kid in my car and take him with me, and that's what I would do if I had none.  Though I do have a couple of friends who have told me to call them, call them, call them in the middle of the night if I need them.  And I know they aren't lying.  I could call Allison or Nancy and they'd be here in a heartbeat.

But wait!  They can because they have husbands!  See how that works!!  :)

In any event, we're so busy here.  But we're good busy.  Lots of soccer and baseball on the weekends. Lots of time together just me and my boy.  And goodness is he just the best kid to be around these days.  We've had some really rough patches especially right after Spring Break, but I think with school winding down we see a light at the end of the tunnel.

But I don't feel any different than any of my married parental friends.  Life is super busy for us all.  We're all just getting by it seems.  Work, end of year activities, sports activities, family obligations, family health problems, deaths.  It's all the same whether you're partnered or not.  It's as if with age the playing field levels for all family types.  

I sure do love my little family.