No, Not That Season
‘Tis not the season to be jolly.
‘Tis not the season for long, lazy days of riding bikes and lounging by a pool.
‘Tis particularly not the season to draw in deep carefree breaths of fresh air, unless you are particularly enamored of hours spent sneezing your head off.
‘Tis the season…
For jumping.
Last year I knew nothing from jump rope. I carpooled and stumbled around blindly and despite my ignorance and incompetence we landed at the Junior Olympics and I wouldn’t have been more flabbergasted had a tornado risen up out of the sink.
I was proud. I was stunned. And I was stumped as to how best to support my jolly jumper.
This year, we know what’s up. And we are all in.
For Kira, there are ropes to be jumped and ribbons to be won.
For me, there are children to be judged. I don’t know why I thought that it would be nice to be out in the yard digging fresh seedlings into the dirt. Fresh air and gardens evoke nothing compared to the whoops and howls of delight coming out of me during a Saturday spend indoors judging a child or 300.
That’s me; the intimidating looking judge second from the right. I scrutinized moves as if I could tell an Awesome Annie* from a Backwards Frog*. (*Actual jump rope moves. Go on, impress the crowds at your next cocktail party.)
While you’re busy with the image of me as a jump rope judge making you laugh until coffee squirts out of your nose, I will inform you that it was under extreme coercion with great pride that I agreed to provide direct support for my child’s chosen athletic outlet.
Because I may be clueless when it comes to handling an athlete, but I sure do love my kid.
And nothing says I love you like 12 hours in a gym.
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It may be a time suck and keep you indoors, but now that you’re a judge, the sweet kickbacks come into play. Aw yeah, reap the rewards. So, Kira kicked ass?
Love this action shot of Kira. She is awesome and gorgeous, and you mom, you are so clearly paying attention to the task at hand. I am impressed with y’all’s jumping and judging and sorry we’re not around to come and spectate 🙂
12 hours in a row? Now that’s dedication!
you look like one kick arse judge.
As an actual witness to this jumping event, I can report that Daphne took her role as judge very seriously. And Dave even pitched in unloading boxes of something (prizes maybe? He must have looked idle and someone put him to work). Cady couldn’t be pulled away from the action and Kira, of course, was awesome! Well done Bieners.