|Douglas and Ava before practice. Sweet Sisters!|
|Pick up after Cheer|
|After Sage Cheered down at Tabb last night.|
Douglas has been practicing and playing volleyball this season since August. At the games she has been sitting the bench and she has not been happy about it. Out of the eight games they played, six with her sitting the pine, they had won two. She was livid and a wreck. As her mother, I am not biased on her play: She is good. Douglas was not a happy camper and when she isn't happy she wears it on her sleeve for the whole world to see. From across the gym her face was a wrench up mess. Finally after some emotional outbursts after games, pleading and prodding on our part, she went and spoke with the coach. After hearing she need to control her emotions from her coach, she reeled in her overly dramatic persona and was put in. She started yesterday and they won! Douglas is one of those people that can stir up bad energy or good. You just have to know how to play her.
Sage has been stretching and pulling her legs in awkward positions now since school got out last year. She was determined to make the cheer squad this year for her seventh grade year. After trying out days before Labor Day she made it. We were so proud. I always wanted to be a cheerleader but I never made it. In a way you do live vicariously through your children so when she made it, I felt like I finally made it too. She practices after school and has games four days out of the week. We seem to never see her now but she is happy as lark strutting her stuff and popping that leg up in the air right as you seem to walk by. We all have to watch our noses.
Ava of course tried out for Williamsburg Aquatic Club (WAC) in August. She made level E which means five day a week practice. She has off Thursday and Sunday. Monday and Wednesday's are our long days. She has practice at 7:30 until 8:45. She was in bed at eight last year so she is loving these practices. They have pushed her bed time way back. By the time we get home, she showers and we dry her hair it is almost 10. Ava's flying high by that time and I am crashing with the blow dryer in my hand.
We may be busy but everyone is having fun, keeping up with their grades and being a part of the community. I am a believer in community. Williamsburg is not a huge town, even though it gets bigger by the day lately, and helping those around us is a wonderful reward.