On Saturday we had our first soccer game. Tommy is finally warming up to the whole idea (after two complete seasons). One of his favorite little friends was experiencing the joy of pee-wee soccer for the first time. Just like every kid I have ever met in my whole life, his first game was a little rocky. Being the bright, upbeat person that I am, I spent the entire game reassuring them that he was doing a great job, that he would get the hang of it, etc. I could tell I was starting to get on the nerves of two of my favorite friends. Hell, I was even getting on my own nerves. But I could not shut-up. There were several voices inside my head screaming, "Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up!" Did I listen?Absolutely not. I kept babbling on and on and on... you get the idea.
Dear friends who were listening to me-
I will try really hard to mind my own business and not be totally obnoxious at future soccer games, I promise. Seriously, no more random over-the-top parenting encouragement from me, I swear. My lips are zipped.