With Addy doing competition gymnastics, I have always stressed the importance of doing your best and having fun. It’s not always about winning.
(We have a problem with competitiveness with our little red head.)
Since my half marathons always give medals at the finish line, it was a legitimate question for her to ask if I was going to receive a medal after completing my Tri.
I told her I didn’t know if I would. She informed me that if I didn’t get a medal, she would give me one of hers, because “she didn’t need them all.”
On Saturday morning, we were headed to the race, and she told me this little gem:
“Mommy. I don’t care if you lose. All that is important is that you have fun.”
Right. I guess she WAS listening to all of my pep talks about it.
After I crossed the finish line, she walked with me back to the transition area to get all my stuff and started a conversation that went like this:
“Mommy. Why didn’t you get a medal?”
Me: “Well, they didn’t give finisher medals.”
“Well, THOSE people got them!”
Me: “Yes, they placed in their age group so they got a medal.”
“What does that mean?”
Me: “Well, it means they did their very best so they got a medal. Like what you do in gymnastics. If you didn’t do your best, then you wouldn’t get a medal.” (Very satisfied with my answer.)
“Mommy? Did you not do YOUR very best?” (touche, kid)
Me: “Well…. yes. But their best was better than my best.”
“But WHY didn’t you get a medal?! If you did your best, you should get a medal!”
I may butt heads with this kid all day long, but man, I love her sassiness!
|Jay likes to make this face. Don’t hold it against him.|
|The turning of the “S”– which looked wonky towards the 4th quarter since they were leaving.|