The Best in the World


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childrearing, Children, Contest, Encouragement, Mothers and Daughters, Mothers and Sons, Sports | Posted on 19-08-2016

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I have been actively watching the Olympics each night. Actively, I say, because I yell on the sidelines sofalines. I cheer and yell loudly. My enthusiasm makes the swimmers stroke longer and the sprinters run faster.


They can. They do. And they win.

My eleven-year-old had a track meet this spring, where all fifth graders from all five elementary schools in our town gathered and competed. It’s a ritual that’s been going on for decades. They perform all of the traditional track and field events. Except pole vaulting. Oh, and the discus is a frisbee. But whatever.

But the sprints? Sheer speed. It’s a nail-biter to see who the fastest fifth grader is in town.

My son competed in the 75-meter sprint. The gun went off and he flew. I couldn’t contain my cheering: GO! YOU’VE GOT THIS!

He went. And he got it. A blue ribbon. And a huge smile.

He is the best in the my world.

When it comes to sports, do we love our children more when they win? Or do we love that our children are healthy? Or do we love that our children are becoming independent and confident?

Healthy. Independent. Confident. As a mother, I want my children to be winners on the inside. But a blue ribbon from time to time doesn’t hurt. 🙂

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Win or Lose


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Dreams, Encouragement, Kids, Life, Love, Mother, Mothering, Mothers and Daughters, Mothers and Sons, Sports | Posted on 10-01-2014

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I love the Olympics. I love Moms. I love emotional commercials. I love Tide. And I love this P&G commercial about all that mothers do for their children to support them as they follow their dreams…picking them up when they teeter and totter as toddlers…driving them to all of their practices and events…tending to their wounds…and then cheering them on at the Olympics, and beaming when they win their medal.

Olympic medal?? Wait!

But what if they don’t win a medal? Or don’t make the Olympics? Or don’t make the varsity team? Or don’t make the team at all? Or are the worst player on the team? Or kinda suck at sports in general?

Do we love our children any less?

Do we love our children more when they win and are good athletes and are successful?

Do we love our children less when they lose or fail or fall below our expectations of them?

This commercial got me thinking about how I parent. And how I want to always support and love my children. Always and all ways. Unconditionally. When they dream big and achieve and are successful. When they fail or make mistakes. When they fall below my (high) expectations of them.

I am not a mother of an Olympic athlete in training. But we are heading to a soccer tournament this weekend. I’ll let you know if I love my daughter more or less, come Monday. Wink.

What form!

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I Can Totally Do That


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Humor, Mothers and Daughters | Posted on 16-12-2013

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Triple salchow. Triple lutz. Double salchow-double toe loop.

I can totally do that.

Yeah, no.

Single jump. Figure eight.

But I could do that.

Yeah, no.

What about standing on your skates without falling on your ass?

THAT. I can do.

Do you ever watch ice skaters and go, I can totally do that. Or laugh when they turn a triple jump into a double…or can’t land a jump at all and fall on their butts during competition? I do.

The other day my daughter and I went ice skating. We tried to flow and be smooth and be graceful. Just like the ice skaters I admire (and also poke fun of).

Upright we were. Graceful we were not. The skates were ankle torture. I had to sit on the bench every three laps to rest my ankles.

We took pictures to capture our skills. Like the lifting-your-back-leg-behind-you-three-whole-inches-without-falling-on-your-ass. It was humbling. And eye-opening.

We were full of laughter and full of shit.

I now have a newfound respect for ice skaters. I look forward to more cheering for (and less jeering of) those little lovelies who catch air in the Olympics in Sochi in 2014.


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Run Oscar Run!


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Attitude, Life Lessons, Pop Culture, Sports | Posted on 06-08-2012

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One word for Oscar Pistorius, the South African Olympian runner with artificial limbs: awesomeness.

I mean, I tear up at the Olympic athlete stories. Their stories of struggle. Their stories of sacrifice.

But Oscar Pistorius?

This guy has no legs. He had both legs amputated below the knee as a baby and wears prosthetic limbs.

And he ran the 400-meter semi-finals in the Olympics.


And I’ve been complaining that I have callouses on my toes.


There are naysayers who say his artificial limbs give him an advantage over runners with regular Olympic legs. Are you kidding?? Maybe those naysayers need to walk in Oscar’s shoes for awhile.

Oscar is a true athlete, with amazing ability, attitude, confidence, inspiration, and spunk.

I will never complain about my toes again.

Mothers Deserve an Olympic Gold


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Encouragement, Family, Mother, Mothering, Parenting, Pop Culture | Posted on 20-04-2012

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You may not be preparing your children to be an Olympic athlete, but you are preparing them for something even bigger:


We mothers care so much and do so much.

And it is all worth it.


This commercial thanks mothers with the theme “the hardest job in the world is the best job in the world.”

Best. Commercial. Ever.

What do you think? Let me know if it made you cry. I did. #bigtime