You send your kids off to do chores by gathering them in front of you and shouting,
"Chores on BREAK! READDDYYYY!? BREAK!"
And then everyone claps.
Your 6-year-old daughter can spell OFFENSE, DEFENSE, WHIP IT, SCORE, LET'S GO, ACTION and RED HOT, but has trouble reading the word they.
Sitting on the sidelines, you hear the coach screaming "mmphm blah blah the side mmphm blah!" and your husband sitting next to you elbows you and says,
"YES! That's EXACTLY what I'd do. Right down the side like that and then cut over . EXACTLY!"
A ponytail flounces into your kitchen and orders up a sandwich with peanut butter and
J-A-M, Jam Jam!
J-A-M!
You've got to, got to JAM!
Your kid has 47 pairs of neon yellow socks so you can spot him in an instant from 50 yards away.
You break down every activity into counts of 8.
Water on, 2, 3, 4, and off, 6, 7, 8.
You must forcibly restrain yourself so as not to demonstrate for the cheer coach a little something called
Knights don't mess arouuund,
They just get down.
Uh-Huh!
Daddy watches his little girl bounce around, so happy and tearful and bursting with pride.
"Isn't she great? So cute!"
Mommy watches her little girl bounce around and scowls at the spaghetti arms, straight finger clap, and her absolutely unmistakable need to pop it.
"Did she just yawn!? While she was cheering!? Oh, we're takin' this dooowwwntown."
You know what a "Punch-Sassy-Sassy-Sassy" is.
You recognize that August 1st through the middle of November is Football Season,
and everything in between is Not Football Season.
Cheer hard!!
Love it...love it!
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