thirty-three

Peyton had two basketball games this morning. I was excited to watch her, as I've missed the last couple weeks' worth of games (due to being asleep). Every time she has practice, I remind her to "Be aggressive! B-e aggressive! b-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e, Agressive! B-e aggressive! Woo!" Of course this leads to her scowling at me and leaving me in a huff of embarrassment....but I have been hoping that she'd take my cheering to heart.

Seems as though she's done the exact opposite. Now, I'm not trying to 'put my child down' or anything, because quite frankly I couldn't give two craps if she wants to play basketball or not. She's the one who wanted to sign up and she's the one who committed herself to being involved in a team sport. I just want her to TRY a little bit. But for two straight hours this morning, all she did was pick at a scab on her knee and bite her fingernails. Twice the ball came toward her, and twice the ball bounced off her head. She wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to what was going on.

I've always told the kids that I don't care what kind of activities they want to be in: sports, music, art, whatever. I just want them to find something that they enjoy doing and do their best at it. She does really well at Tae Kwon Do and we're very proud of her for that. I just think that maybe basketball isn't going to be her "thing". And I'm fine with that.... All I've told her on the subject is that if she's going to be on the team, she HAS to try a little bit. She HAS to be aware of what's going on on the court and she HAS to contribute to her team. I'm not sure what else I can say about it.

I guess if she decides to go out again next year we'll have to really work with her on BEING A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E!! For real!