Football try-outs have been going on this week. It is very serious stuff. Turns out, my boys love football so it is worth all the headache, but last night had me wondering about my parenting skills. They have the boys "try-out" so that they can pretty much group them together according to skill. The best team is called the "A" team and it goes on down from there. The coaches carry around clip boards and take notes while the kids are timed, weighed, and put through all kinds of drills. At the end of the week, they have a draft and the kids get a phone call from their coach and they are on a team! Football is serious, but the "A" team is even more serious. Since we are just average, we don't have to worry about the "A" team politics. But the unexpected happened this year. I got a phone call earlier this week from the "A" team coach. He said they were looking at one of my boys and wondered what I thought if he played on that team. I have 3 boys playing this year and they are all in the same division. I was shocked. I told him we did NOT want 3 separate teams, but we expected the boys might be on different teams this year. So I said that should be fine. Of course I didn't say anything to the boys, try-outs continued on. Yesterday, they sort of pulled out the "A" team and had them with the coach doing their own thing. My son was part of that group as were a lot of the boys he played with last year. My other son was not a part of that group. And he fell apart later than night. I knew this would happen. But I rationalized in my head that I shouldn't deprive the other of the opportunity. Last night I really began to doubt myself. I don't know what is best. Is it worth the hurt it might inflict to one? Again I rationalized that such is life, it is going to happen sometime, I can't always be there to intervene, but I wonder if I should have in this case. My son hasn't made the "A" team just yet, so maybe it will work itself out. And maybe I made a HUGE mistake. I wish we could practice with fake kids before we got real ones, being a parent is hard, especially with twins.
