Make me proud
My kids make me proud to be their mom. Often. This week again.
I’m proud that my kids don’t quit.
I’m proud that my kids try even though success is not guaranteed.
I’m proud that they take part.
My kids rock. Seriously.
Quintus took part in the javelin event. It’s the first time their age group could take part in this. After three failed attempts, I could see he was feeling upset. He didn’t quit though. He went up and threw that javelin one more time. That time he did it so well! Even IF he didn’t have ONE successful throw, not one that counted, I would still be proud. Proud that he stood tall and kept on trying. This child has SUCH an amazing heart. I just love him. Love him, the person, not just because he is my son.
Today Jason took part in the 1 200 meters. Even though he was worried that he would be last, he still ran. Even though he isn’t fit at the moment, he still ran AND he did better than he expected! After that, there was the short distances. 80 and 100 meters. Jay is not a short distance athlete. He was chosen to do it though and he did his best. HIS best and that makes me proud.
Then it was Zander’s turn to run. Oh man, it’s so sweet to watch the little ones run. I just love it. He did well! I’m so proud of him. LOVED the smile on his face as he ran.
What makes me MOST proud of my boys? The way they are proud of each other.