Baby Giraffes are coordinated.
Swimmers – arms and legs everywhere. They need the water to actually slow the flailing arms and legs down.
Which makes a rainy, non swimming weekend one hella boring. I posted some photos of some delicious baked goods we made. I know you are jealous. Seriously though, what the hell is there to do on a cold, rainy Saturday without a practice or a meet? We spent most of the day thinking about it.
Ice skating? No. My kids can’t stand on two feet in tennis shoes. What makes you think they could twirl around the ice on tiny blades. Besides, Junior Olympics are coming up. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.
Bowling? My 12-year-old is 5’7″. If eye hand coordination were our strong suit don’t you think she would play basketball or volleyball? We duck when balls are thrown at us. I don’t need them swinging 12 lb balls behind them. Plus, that is really hard on the shoulders. What with Junior Olympics coming up and all.
We could go see a movie. Right, as a family. Dad and I are cool. Coolish. (and none of you have any money). I know, none of us can sit still for 15 minutes let alone 2 hours but it *might be* fun.
How about we go watch metros? High school swimmers setting National Records? Who knew three girls could roll their eyes is unison.
I know, let’s go to the cool indoor pool with all the fun waterslides and diving boards. Yeah, the one you practice at 7 days a week. Won’t that be fun? No need to get angry, it was just an idea.
Since we haven’t been to the grocery store in 5 weeks, how about a family trip to Costco. Free samples. I might even splurge and buy you a slice of pizza.
The mall is out, we already own all of the yoga pants and skinny jeans that Hollister and Abercrombie sell.
Thank you swim gods for giving us meets the next four weekends. I know we bitch about them but that is all for show.