“Mom, I NEED to take gymnastics,” stated my daughter, 8. She was out in the backyard doing cartwheels.
“You already took gymnastics,” I replied casually.
“Mom, no, everyone I know is taking gymnastics. I want to do gymnastics so bad.”
“You already took gymnastics,” I repeated. “Once, when you were in preschool. And then just a couple years ago in kindergarten you took it for 2 sessions. Something like 4 months.”
“But how am I going to be a famous gymnast if I don’t take lessons? Mom, everyone is taking gymnastics. PLEASE.”
I looked at my husband. Seriously, our daughter had already scratched this itch when she was 4- and then 6-years-old. How do I squelch this sudden, Thursday afternoon desire to enroll in gymnastics again?
“You already took gymnastics,” I reiterated. “Plus, you’re too tall to make it in gymnastics.” There. I said it. The cold hard truth. My husband tossed in a “Yup”. I mean, it’s not like I’m lying. She comes from tall lineage. I’m 5’11” and my husband’s 6’2″. We don’t grow them short in our house. So, I needed her to realize that she wasn’t exactly genetically gifted towards a career as a gymnast, plus she already took plenty of gymnastics and “retired” both times.
She stormed off.
That night I found the following photo on my bed. At the top of the picture there is a girl upside down on the balance beam with the caption, “Me in future hopefully.”
Then there is what else the note said. Here’s the adult translation:
My NEW Dream is to become a famous gymnast.
Until my parents said I was too tall for gymnastics.
I STILL DREAM ON!
Yes. That’s me, folks. The Dream Crusher! She also put 20 bucks on my pillow, I guess to help pay for the lessons that would launch her career.
I’m going to add Dream Crusher to my resume, right after Poop Sandwich maker. I’m acing this motherhood thing, dear readers!
What are some of your stellar accomplishments or role titles as a mom? Please share your best ones so I can feel better and hopefully laugh.