This weekend was our local Mini Champs meet. Sophie got it in her head that this was her farewell tour. She ages up in April – this was not only her final mini meet but the final mini meet for our family. We have had a “mini” for 8 consecutive years.
I wasn’t going to the meet Saturday – dad was going, I had to work. After teaching two classes I was besieged by mommy guilt and decided to go. Any sense of melancholy over this being our babies last mini meet was immediately squashed upon arrival at the pool. The parking lot was full. After parking and taking a long hike to the pool I remembered why I don’t like mini meets! The older kids generally have one parent spectating. The 8 and under crew brings every relative in a 100 mile radius. The parking lot may have been at capacity – the pool was beyond capacity. I was very grateful that I was volunteering on deck the following morning as a lane checker. Sophie had three very consistent swims, she took a few seconds off her IM – despite losing her goggles on the dive.
Day two we were sure to get to the pool plenty early. Sophie asked to be dropped at the door. It almost made me sad, up until now she had always wanted to walk in with me.
Turns out lane checking is even worse than sitting in the hot crowded stands. Cat Herding is an easier task than Kid Herding! I had several criers, a hyper ventilator, two over bearing coaches and no less than ten kids who weren’t sure of their first or last name. I asked “are you Anna” and got the sweetest reply. She said “no, my name is Anna”. Got it. And I picked this week to give up wine?
Sophie swam fly in the A relay and earned a nice fists place medal. She had another day of consistent swimming. A few small time drops, earning three medals and two ribbons. All I had hoped for was that she didn’t tank at her last hurrah as a mini.
When we walked out the door I was immediately regretful for complaining about the early warm ups. We were out by noon and greater by a beautiful spring day. My baby girl and I skipped to the car. We celebrated with a lunch date – just the two of us. We then went for a hike, ending the hike at out favorite winery. The kids ran around and played soccer with other kids. This also ended my ban on wine, some days are meant for a nice glass of wine with friends.
I thought I would be sad. I wasn’t. I am proud of how far Sophie has come. She is no longer that little girl who cried before meets and needed her hand held in the parking lot. She is competitive, strong and most importantly -happy – in the pool! Bye bye minis. We are outta here!