Dropping off my son at practice one day, I had an epiphany–the kind that begins with, “Hey, wait a minute…”
Jed had played Little League baseball earlier that year. In the fall, he was on the track team. Now he was heading into basketball season.
All this despite our family guideline that each of our sons would limit themselves to one sport per school year.
Evidently, youngest-child syndrome is a thing. Parents start out with clear principles and rules, but by the third child or so, we get tired and start compromising.
Having said that, Jed’s year of three sports was the only time this happened in our family life. Why? Because we made family time a priority–and we didn’t count yelling from the bleachers as part of that.
If you know a tired, stressed-out parent, or if that’s you, may I offer some encouragement? Check out my guest post on Dr. John Rosemond’s website here: parentguru.com.
May you find the closeness, peace and joy God intended for you to experience with your family.
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