Elise’s first season in youth soccer came and went with much chaos and discord. The coach of the Red Raptors had two kids – younger than 6 – on the roster. She spent more time yelling at them than teaching.
The next year, a mom and I said, ‘what the hell? We got this.’ So we volunteered.
True, I can’t take my kids to the airport to watch planes take off anymore. Sept. 11 took care of that.
But they’ve seen some great things in their lifetimes.
Even though their parents vote Republican, the significance of our first minority president isn’t lost on the girls. Gay marriage is on the table, and reality in some places. Hardly anyone gets chickenpox anymore. And my girls have even lived in the age of southern NHL teams winning the Stanley Cup, for Rod Brind’Amour’s sake.