I weighed the pros and cons.
I could stay home while my children vaulted themselves off of various pieces of furniture while I sipped my homemade mocha and chanted "Serenity Now" to myself OR I could go to the event and watch them vault themselves off of cushiony mats and be in the company of other adults.
The idea of having a chance to talk to other grown human beings won out.
I don't like to brag or anything, but it turns out that my girls are something of gymnastics prodigies.
What? Don't you wear pearls when you stretch?!
Look at the form and concentration on Natalie's face. She's clearly destined for a gold medal.
Just warming up before she begins her uneven bar routine. Her dismount includes a death-defying somersault.
Seriously, Bela, call me... (email, Facebook, Twitter?)
I see a Wheaties campaign and some Nike commercials in the works. Breakfast of champions.
But right now we'll settle for some waffles.
(note: That was the best Olympics!! I remember sitting glued to the TV)