Now in her first season of PeeWee she has to learn to share all over again and has regressed to Kindergarten-like behavior. Case in point, last night's practice. A goalie coach came out to her skills session to help out. Fantastic! We love the extra coaching. When asked how it went though, she said she didn't like him. When I prompted her as to why she said "He talked to the other goalie more than me".
Jealousy has reared its goalie helmeted head. Like a girlfriend scorned, I have to deal with the pouty face and semi-hurt feelings. Seriously? Did she expect that he would focus all his attention on her, shun the others and only have eyes for her t-slides and butterfly?
And how does she think I feel? I have to retire my fabulously blinged out "Goalie Mom" sweatshirt from games because I am not the only goalie mom on our side anymore. Now I just blend in with the rest of the moms. Did she think of that?
Maybe the drama queen doesn't fall too far from the stage.