Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Adolescence, Childrearing, Children, Parenting, Sports | Posted on 22-10-2012
Tags: basketball, children, choices, decisions, Hoosiers, independence, Nacho Libre, parenting, sports, support, teen, unitard, Vision Quest, wrestling
Sometimes I think I know my kids so well. What they are thinking. What they will choose.
I sometimes think they’ll follow a certain path that I have “envisioned” for them. Then when they choose something different, I think to myself, wow. I’m not really in charge anymore.
My children are becoming independent.
And then I’m sorta proud.
Take my son for example. He’s 6 feet tall and he’s 13 years old. Yeah, he’s a natural fit for basketball. I assumed he would play it all through high school. And get a scholarship. I was envisioning Hoosiers.
Yet, this son of mine has no interest in basketball. Just because he’s tall, doesn’t mean he wants to play. And just because I thought he should try basketball, doesn’t mean he wants to.
He told me the other day he wants to try wrestling.
Wrestling??! My first thought was Nacho Libre.
The Mexican wrestling masks. The unitards.
My second thought was this is SO not Hoosiers.
But my son’s football coach encouraged him.
After I thought about it and rewatched Vision Quest, I’m totally supportive of my son’s choices.
Even if the unitards are dorky.