It’s okay that my daughter played soccer twice last weekend and the ball went right past her and she seemed scared and confused about the rules and that everyone else, all BOYS mind you, seemed super-competent and confident while my daughter wasn’t even running much - she can run, right? I’VE SEEN HER RUN.
This is all okay because soccer is just for fun and growth and I can’t fight all the battles for her and even a little bit of incremental improvement over the season would be a confidence boost and it’s probably unlikely that I’m scarring her for life, making her fear all sports, boys and new experiences and it’s unlikely that I’m destroying years of trust we’ve built up and love and that this will be the inciting incident towards a life of crime or the horrible backstory she’ll tell in her college creative writing class, all the heads nodding, “yes, yes, you have a terrible dad, how could he, etc.” It will be fine. It’s OKAY.Comments
I mowed my first lawn in 20 years today and it came back like I’d never stopped.
The fact that it’s been that long firmly puts me outside of the ‘Merican mainstream like the city-slicker I am. I figure I last mowed a lawn sometime in college, maybe 1994. Wow.
I ain’t gonna lie: it felt good to make those straight orderly lines out of the chaos, knock down a bunch of weird mushrooms, even knock up some dirt where the ground is uneven. I pwned that lawn.Comments