Kudo’s to Coaches

I just came back from my daughters baseball practice, and I have to tell you, those coaches are better men than I am. Yes, I know, I’m a woman, but still.

Sunday’s game was an absolute bust. I mean it was bad. The umpire made some bad calls (well, a lot of bad calls, to be honest) but the kids played badly. They were missing throws, throwing badly, not hitting, and just plain bad.

So, knowing how bad things were on Sunday, our daughter was a bit nervous about practice tonight. Understandably so, their coach is tough. We told her, whatever you do, keep your mouth shut. The ones who get mouthy are the ones he’s going to work harder than the rest. Do what he tells you and and don’t say a word. Not that she’s mouthy anyway, but you just never know, right?

Obviously some of the boys on the team either didn’t get the same speech, or they didn’t listen. I’ve never seen such disrespect or an adult than I did tonight. It was horrid! The head coach couldn’t be there tonight, but the two assistant coaches were. I know that if the head coach had been there, things would not have been as bad as they were. Honestly, it was awful. They were talking back, cursing, outright refusing to do what they were told.

I don’t understand it. I was taught and my kids are taught to respect those who are in charge. You don’t have to agree with them, you can question things you don’t necessarily understand or agree with, however you treat them with respect. There is no excuse for rudeness.

The coaches kept their cool. They did have to kick two boys out of the practice for dropping the F-bomb too many times and not even trying to follow instructions.

I swear those two men deserve an award for tonight. Or a beer.

 

Report Card Day

You know, I like report card day.  I even mark it on my calendar at the beginning of the school year as soon as I find out when the three days will be.

It’s actually a pretty big day at my house. Everyone is always so excited to bring those envelopes home, and I’m just as excited to get them.

Yesterday was no different. At the end of the day, my 8 year old son comes out of his class waving that golden envelope. He gets right beside me and we scan that report to see what his marks are. In the older grades, they get to see their report the week before, so we already knew she had straight A’s.

So, what was the result? As I said, straight A’s for my daughter. For my son, all A’s but gym. Not a huge deal in my book. He didn’t understand why it was only a B+, but I do. This kid doesn’t rush for anything. Well, maybe a Snickers bar, but that’s it.

So, it’s another successful year for my kids. My son goes into grade 4 next year, my daughter to her first year of high school.

I’m very proud of both of them. I don’t offer any incentives to them to get good grades, they just do it on their own which makes me even happier. They love school, they love seeing the good marks and they both work really hard to get them.

Just a proud mama braggin’ on her kids.