Today began a new adventure with me and my 4th grader...I taught her and her friend some cheerleading jumps and cheers. It brought back so many memories of my try outs and fun when I was in cheer. She can't believe how good she was doing and even asked:
"Mommy, do I have cheerleading in my blood?"
Try outs are tomorrow. (Their school has girls 4th to 8th try out and I am pretty sure it's going to be one of where all the girls make it.) Say a prayer and let's hope she makes the squad.
Fibro Note: So of course as I started coaching them, I knew that I was going to pay for it. But it's kinda like how can I not show my daughter this stuff. I tried to sit as much as possible, but I was still in pain. Tonight, my arms are killing me. I can hardly lift them. And by chest bone is killing me. Oh well, I couldn't have passed up this moment. I'll put up with some pain to see joy in my daughters eyes.
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