TG recently began doing competitive cheer, and I’ve discovered many things not to love about it.
- It’s expensive. Why did no one tell me that cheer is the most expensive undertaking on the planet?
- It’s time-consuming. The travel time alone to practices (at least they are in St. Louis County) and competitions (some of which are 3+ hours away) is staggering.
- It places unreasonable demands on children and their families, like a charging a fee for missing a practice, even if it’s for an illness or a death. And demanding that everyone have straight hair. I can’t even talk about that or we will be here forever. Let me just say that TG is a black girl with natural hair; straight isn’t a thing her hair does.
Walking into her first competition didn’t endear the sport to me any. I saw overly made up little girls with big hair and enormous hair bows. I wasn’t enthused.
Then the competition began.
And I saw athleticism, team work, and pure joy.
I saw every reason to love a sport that makes my daughter so happy.