Like a Lightbulb Suddenly Went Off in His Head

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The girl is in her second year of cheerleading now and to say that her 14 year old brother is not particularly interested in watching 7 year olds compete in cheer competitions, or cheer on the football team is a vast understatement. Don’t get me wrong, he’ll drag along on some of the games to support her (and sometimes because we remind him that she has sat through approximately 5,000 hours of band concerts & festivals, jazz nights, musicals, basketball, soccer, baseball and football games). But in general, the words, “We’re going to a cheer competition today” isn’t generally met with celebration.

So when my BF invited him along with her family (her son is the boy’s good friend) to her daughter’s cheer competition, followed by a baseball game & a concert, his attitude was basically “Ugh! I have to sit through a cheer thing, but I’ll suffer through for the game and concert.” My response was to laugh at him. He came home that night & reported that he had a good time. I assumed he meant after the “cheer thing.”

The next day, I was talking to my friend and she mentioned that the boys enjoyed the cheer competition after all, because they apparently let go of their “Eww, cheer” attitude long enough to notice that the cheer competition was filled with…wait for it…CHEERLEADERS!

Of course, as soon as I got off the phone with my friend, I teased him a little about trying to pick up cheerleaders. Instead of getting embarrassed like he sometimes does when I tease him he said, and I quote,

“Mom. Four numbers. FOUR! I’m going to ALL the cheer competitions now!”

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About sugarmag

Forty-sdjhfkjsdhfkjsdh year old mom of 2 - a 18 year old boy and a 11 year old girl. I love them very much, but they drive me crazy. I'm married and work full-time. I'm not sure which of these is the most exhausting, but probably the husband. I'm opinionated. I'm outspoken. I'm loud. I'm an over-sharer. I think Tom Cruise is a jackass. I like to say jackass. I like to swear, period. Fuckers. I love to read. I struggle with my weight. I love my job. I dress my pets up and ridicule them regularly. I am not afraid to cut my hair and I don't understand people who are. I hate getting old. I love to laugh. Make me laugh, OK?

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