I have a confession.
My 6 year old son has never played an organized sport.
To clarify, we did let him try Upward basketball when he was 4. After two disastrous, tear-soaked practices we called it quits. PB and I figured it wasn't worth stressing him out since given our lack of athletic prowess there's not much of a chance either of our kids is going to college on an athletic scholarship.
And since he did more crying than playing during those two practices, I still feel honest in reporting that my son has never played an organized sport.
Doc's been kind of antsy lately so PB and I thought it might be time to give the sports thing another go. We're thinking he might enjoy playing a sport with other kids.
Or he might not. Who knows?
So I headed to the Y to get some information on T-ball. I've never played T-ball and frankly it seems like a silly "sport" to me, but that's what the Y is offering right now so T-ball it is. I asked the nice lady at the membership desk for dates and prices and in return received the obligatory pitch for membership.
As we discussed all the wonderful ways my family would benefit from membership she asked about my kids and what other sports my son has played.
Um, none. (I didn't think this was the time to go into our Upward experience.)
None? Imagine a nicely coiffed lady with her mouth gaping open at this point.
Well, sure because sports would take away from his paste eating time. I explained instead that we prefer letting him climb trees and ride his bike. "You know, kids stuff?" I asked with a smile.
She smiled and nodded her head like perhaps she wouldn't report me to the state right away.
Then I went in for the kill and told her that we have a very flexible schedule since we homeschool.
I'm now in their permanent file with "HOME SCHOOL" scrawled across my contact information card.
Oh, that poor, poor boy.