I’m proud of my daughter, Morgan.
This weekend, Morgan’s Girl Scout Troop received a Bronze Award, the highest honor a Girl Scout Junior can achieve. To earn a Bronze Award, Girl Scouts must plan and perform a project that improves the community. Morgan’s Girl Scout Troop worked with a local pet shelter to create blankets for the animals and volunteered their time walking dogs at the shelter.
It makes me proud when my kids think about people other than themselves. I love that Morgan and her friends worked to make Yukon a little better place to live.
I’m also proud of my son, Mason.
Last week, on Monday, Mason learned that his school was having basketball tryouts beginning that afternoon. With only a few hours notice, Mason decided to try out anyway.
Mason tried out against forty or fifty other kids, many of whom currently play basketball for the school. After two days of tryouts he was informed he didn’t make the team. With zero time to prepare for the tryouts, Mason was hoping his YMCA basketball skills would get him chosen. It didn’t work out.
Some of Mason’s classmates made fun of him for even trying.
It makes me proud when my kids try to do things, even if those things are outside of their capabilities or comfort zone. It took a lot of guts for Mason to show up to basketball tryouts and perform in front of a bunch of kids and coaches he didn’t even know, especially with no time to prepare.
I am equally proud of both of my kids. They make it pretty easy to feel that way.
In 10 years those same guys who made fun of Mason will be driving their 25 year-old Trans Ams and mumbling “Can I supersize that?” in their sleep.
Kids mirror what they see at home. Your kids are caring, community oriented, self confident, and willing
to try things because that’s what they see from Mom and Dad. I’m proud of my grandkids, and I’m very proud of my kids and their spouses too!
I was the fastest kid in my private elementary school. When I saw how many kids tried out for track in high school, and they all knew each other from the public schools, I was so intimidated that I never went back. Great, great job, Mason. And, well, you know how I feel about Morgan. I agree with you Mom; they are a reflection of you and Susan.