When do you push and when do you give? I asked Taylor and Ethan if they wanted to do basketball a couple of months ago. Both said yes. December rolls around and it's time to start practices. Ethan says, "Forget it....I'm not going.". Do you throw away the $40 and not make him, or say back, "Uhh, yeah ya are - get your butt in the car!"? Well, we opted for the latter, but I would like to think I told him in a nice, sweet, loving tone. He hasn't liked it very much and says it wastes his energy that he needs to reserve for more important things. Well, today he had his first basketball game. He was absolutely petrified! He did a great job running up and down the court but didn't want anything to do with the ball. Toward the end of the game, he actually touched the ball twice - though it was on accident. I told him how proud of him I was (though my inner professional basketball self wanted to do a 5 mintue recap of all the basic rules) and asked him if he had fun. He said, "Hummm, maybe a little bit....how many more of these do I have to do?"
