It was touch and go for a while this morning. My Kid didn’t want to get out of bed and didn’t want to get dressed and didn’t want to eat breakfast and when we finally go to the Parade Grounds didn’t want to play. But, her teammate’s parent, Ad Agency Mommy, was right. She said that all the girls needed to do to get their heads into the game was run. And they did.
I’m grateful that this season my daughter was placed on an AYSO team that has 4 girls from her former elementary school. It will be good for them to touch base with each other each weekend since they each attend a different middle school, two in Manhattan and two in Brooklyn. I don’t think there are more than five kids from my daughter’s 5th grade graduating class going to any middle school this year. They are scattered all over the place. I’m all for school choice and don’t think they should all go together to the same middle school–but none of them? That’s just crazy. They were blown all around the city like leaves from a tree in the turbulent windstorm called school choice.
On September 10, 2001, I took my 14-month old to the first session of a mommy and me toddler gymnastics class at the Circus Gym on the Upper West Side.
My daughter played on an AYSO soccer team for the first time when she was seven. This will be her fifth year playing soccer. It’s a very different game now that the girls are big.