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

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