As you know, we (the Lockard family), live in princess land toggling back and forth on whether dark pink or pale pink reigns as our favorite color and where Polly Pocket and her bitty entourage are found in every nook and cranny. So, when it comes to football talk (I can hear Ty’s heart breaking) it’s not our first language. With that said I found this post on Hoo-dee-Hoo (a mom of two boys and wife to a sports buff) both refreshing and entertaining. Good manners are found in our willing to take something that is important to someone we love and learn from it! This is a perfect example!
Post from Meredith from Hoo-dee-Hoo…
Autumn affords us many heart warming things like crunchy leaves, the feel of your favorite sweater, and apple cider simmering on the stove.
Oh… and those pumped-up packs of sweaty, jersey-clad jocks smashing into each other on TV for three hours every Sunday. Instead of rolling your eyes at this male centered game of controlled chaos, let’s look at a few parental lessons hidden under all that padding.
Lesson 1. Never out-punt your coverage.
It’s swell to be known for prize-winning birthday cakes, un-stained, uber polite kids, and a stellar volunteer record. But life is… life. So, survey your field carefully, get some good blockers, know your limits, keep an eye on what really matters and “punt” appropriately. Remember: Over-punting often leads to getting scored upon.
Lesson 2. Good Defense beats a great Offense
Beef up your defensive line by packing that first aid kit, a second pair of mittens, and a few extra water bottles. That way when the offender: a scratched, frostbitten or dehydrated kid comes at ya, you’ll remain standing.
Lesson 3. Don’t be afraid to call an audible.
It’s a good skill to have. The ability to switch things up and be flexible enough to change plays at a moments notice. If you plan on going apple picking and a classic Mid-western storm blows through, don’t be defeated. Shout out a new play like: fireplace “smores” or “the Spit-Ball Super Bowl of‘09!”
Lesson 4. When you reach the “End Zone,” look like you’ve been there before. Or as I tell my husband after he unloads the dishwasher and boasts about his domestic skills…“act like you’ve done this before.” Save the gloating and showboating for the really big accomplishments in life…. like childbirth.
Lesson 5. Spandex is NOT the miracle, ultra-slimming material we wish it was. Look at any offensive linemen for examples. Black is the only color worth considering and white should be against the law. Save spandex for the 20-something tight ends.
Lesson 5 ½ It’s now very clear why my husband thinks smacking my booty will make me feel appreciated and honored. It’s like a kicked-up high five in football-ese. Now I just smile and smack his boo-ya back…harder.