Parenting Hack #1: Suitcase Britches & Booties

It is the night before we leave for an 8-day trip. We have not traveled since a month before the world’s troubles began. We are vaccinated. We are masked. And, we need to get our daughter somewhere to bring home a cheer title. We are a family of five, and we believe in packing like… Continue reading Parenting Hack #1: Suitcase Britches & Booties

Cheer Dads

Our cheer dad is not at Cheersport Nationals this weekend. This is no reflection on how awesome a cheer dad he is to my girls. Our cheer dad… We would not be here this weekend without his hard work to help pay for it. We would not be enjoying our time without all The Time… Continue reading Cheer Dads

Go Big or Go Home

I was driving my son home from his Beauty and the Beast rehearsal when his friend called him for advice. I could tell by the look in Zavier’s eyes that he felt ill-qualified to give the requested advice, so his friend was now on speaker phone, interrupting my classical music jam on NPR. Yes, I’m… Continue reading Go Big or Go Home

The Cheer Hair Rap

A little rap (radio edit version) I wrote for my daughter as she got competition ready: Who’s that babe with the jacked up hair? She’s a cheerleader. It took a can of hairspray to get it there. She’s a cheerleader. She walks by the judges and they say ‘sup? She’s a cheerleader. Even a hurricane… Continue reading The Cheer Hair Rap

‘Twas the Night Before Super Nationals

It ’twas the night before Super Nationals when all through the house, The uniforms were getting packed for a chance to compete before Mickey Mouse. The cheer shoes were now sneaker balled with care, in hopes that the car wouldn’t stink before we arrived there. The cheerleaders were flipping around on their beds, while visions… Continue reading ‘Twas the Night Before Super Nationals

On Being a Cheer Mom

As I get ready to travel with my daughters to a national cheer competition this weekend, having binged Cheer on Netflix this past weekend while packing the glitter cannon, the reality of who I have become is clear. I can say loud, and a little [a lot] bit proud: I AM A CHEER MOM. Don’t… Continue reading On Being a Cheer Mom

The Case of the Faint Mustache

Today is a big day for two reasons: I started my parenting blog adventure. My son started down the path to becoming a man. Let’s start with my son. I woke him up as promised to go to our favorite diner for breakfast. I owed him a meal at Good Truckin since October, a belated… Continue reading The Case of the Faint Mustache