Yesterday I helped out at a figureskating tournament that my daughter was participating in. It was full of little girls in sequinned, sparkly dresses (with the odd boy here and there). Today I dropped off my son at the Yugioh state championships and helped him get registered. It was full of geeky youths in dark clothes (not a sequin or sparkle in sight) with the odd girl thrown in.
I suppose I should be flattered that someone mistook me for a participant. At least I didn't have to spend the whole day today standing around freezing my ass off selling coffee, cake and bockwurst.
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Sorry...can't stop plaguing your comments...but so many similarities...an unschooler with a boy and a girl...and the resulting contortions. Have managed to find kick boxing for both of them, (somewhat surprisingly), but all else is one way and then the other!
Lol, Carlotta. Yes I did have a sort of vague hope that my son would be interested in figure skating himself (there are so few boys that they are pretty much assured of a place on the podium)but he wouldn't be seen dead doing something like that. I'm glad that he doesn't want to do ice hockey at this stage either. I couldn't stand the thought of spending double the time at that freezing ice rink or trying to keep my little ones entertained for longer there.
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