I thought I would post it here as well!
Ugh…last night was an experience for me. I love my son tremendously, I couldn’t imagine life without him, but I am really not much of a kid person. I can handle my own but I am not one to volunteer to watch other people’s kids – not even my own nieces and nephews (unless they are babies!).
So as I posted yesterday, I was not feeling well and I did sleep most of the day. I felt somewhat better after getting some rest and I knew I had to be there for my son’s T-ball game last night.
So we get to the game and the coach asked if I could help be a “dugout mom” since at the last game, most of the kids were being very rowdy and were out of control. When my son acts up, I am right there settling him down. But do you think the other parents do?
I felt obligated to help so I said yes. So here I am, a person who is not kid-oriented, trying to control several rowdy, 5 and 6-year-old boys. I was more annoyed at the parents than at the kids though. Kids will be kids and I realize that it is hard for kids this age, especially boys, to sit quietly. But several of the parents were RIGHT THERE, saw their kids acting up, throwing balls and dirt at other kids, running everywhere outside the dugout, spilling drinks, hitting, but THEY WOULD NOT CORRECT THEIR CHILDREN!
So I did. I don’t care if I am being dubbed the “mean dugout mom” or not. By golly, if I am asked to keep the kids in line in the dugout that’s what I am going to do. There are two boys on the team that were particularly troublesome. They are cousins and trust me, the family resemblance in their behavior is quite noticeable. No matter how many times I told these two little heathens to sit down, quit throwing stuff, quit hitting, quit trying to climb up the dugout wall, they refused to listen.
After about an hour of this, I grabbed both of them and set them down myself. Needless to say, after two hours of this crap, I was not feeling well again, I had a severe headache and I was very fatigued. I never prayed so much in my life as I did during those two hours asking God to give me strength to not beat some butts.
Tonight is another game. I’m going to hide out, wear a disguise, and hopefully I won’t be asked to help again!