{"id":493,"date":"2009-02-02T19:53:00","date_gmt":"2009-02-03T00:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=493"},"modified":"2009-02-02T19:53:00","modified_gmt":"2009-02-03T00:53:00","slug":"my-cheerleaders","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=493","title":{"rendered":"My Cheerleaders!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SYeeLRhuM0I\/AAAAAAAABUI\/IJreONG3Mqo\/s1600-h\/DSC_0265.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SYeeLRhuM0I\/AAAAAAAABUI\/IJreONG3Mqo\/s400\/DSC_0265.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298377403145270082\" \/><\/a><br \/><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SYeeLGiWw_I\/AAAAAAAABUA\/4bW2mbhckpI\/s1600-h\/DSC_0242.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SYeeLGiWw_I\/AAAAAAAABUA\/4bW2mbhckpI\/s400\/DSC_0242.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298377400195138546\" \/><\/a><br \/>What a beautiful day today was!  The sun was shining and the temperature was wonderful!  <\/p>\n<p>The boys and I took the ATV out and I had my first ride!  Oh dear&#8230; it could get addicting!  <\/p>\n<p>I was impressed with the boys ability to take turns without fighting and any adult intervention!<br \/>Hum&#8230; amazing what they are really capable of!<\/p>\n<p>The wonderful thing about my boys is they are such encouragers.  Growing up, I sucked at all things athletics.  I feared gym time.  Actually I hated it.  I was the last one chosen, followed by groans and then presided to fail at catching, throwing or serving the ball.  I had some pretty mean kids in my class, in retrospect and a teacher that was oblivious. <\/p>\n<p>I would be in the field, during football and just pray. &#8220;Please dear God, DON&#8221;T let that ball come here.&#8221;  Or&#8230; &#8220;Please dear God, please let me just once CATCH the ball!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It has permanently damaged my self esteem where any sport or anything requiring co-ordination is concerned.<\/p>\n<p>It isn&#8217;t fun for me.  I don&#8217;t ever want to feel like I am letting a team down.  I don&#8217;t want to ever feel that feeling of inadequateness again, so I usually do not even attempt it.<\/p>\n<p>The thing with my six boys is they love sports.  They are athletic at one sport or another.  They love it.  I love that they love it.<\/p>\n<p>They don&#8217;t expect me to jump in.  It isn&#8217;t what I do.  I am the mom that cooks and feeds them when they are finished.  I cheer for them and watch their games.  But I don&#8217;t jump in and play.<\/p>\n<p>But when I do&#8230; it is the greatest feeling.  They make me feel GREAT!  They cheer me on.  Oh they correct and teach but they don&#8217;t taunt.  (Of course if they did, I would kick their butt)!<\/p>\n<p>Today, I got dressed and went out to ride the ATV with them.  I was a little apprehensive.  What if I tipped over or somehow got hurt?<\/p>\n<p>They were so excited that I was going to ride.  They showed me how to used it, and then ran behind me in case I got stuck in the snow pile where I had to turn.<\/p>\n<p>It was so great!  I did it.  I realize this is not really a great feat for most, but for me, it was about fear.  Fear of failing at something my 7 year old is awesome at.<\/p>\n<p>Hum&#8230; maybe it is time that I stop caring what others think of my athltic skills and really learn to play for the joy of a game.<br \/>Hum&#8230; isn&#8217;t this what I keep reiterating to the boys?  Just have FUN.<\/p>\n<p>All that aside, I am so glad God blessed me with a great cheering section all my own!<\/p>\n<p>BTW&#8230; the helmet squishes your cheeks together&#8230; making them look even more chubby! lol<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What a beautiful day today was! The sun was shining and the temperature was wonderful! The boys and I took the ATV out and I had my first ride! Oh dear&#8230; it could get addicting! 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