So I put Gia in soccer class, which my sister Syl reminded me is more commonly known amongst the general population as soccer ‘practice.’
Whatever.
She loves sports, she loves kids, and like mommy, she has a competitive spirit, so I thought it’d be win-win. Of course, fall has come to Happy Valley so the day came with a slight chill and an overcast sky. We hopped out of the car at the field and my first thought was ‘don’t be alarmed, we’re Negroes.’ We were the only brown folks. Sadly, that was just the beginning of our conspicuity. Hubby was on the sidelines in his STL snapback, hoody, and timbo’s, Gia, through no fault of her own, was wearing baby Jordan’s and…I’m slightly ashamed to admit this…jeggings. Me? I had to stay in the car due to…uhhh, my medical condition. #ItsTooDamnColdilitis It flares up every year around this time. Teehee.
As you can see…my baby needs athletic gear. All of these years being a diva and it somehow slipped my mind that she might one day want to get her Venus on. #BendItLikeGia. It seemed like such a small thing at first, but the more I think about it, it’s like this first day of practice was like the beginning of a new phase in our lives. Gia will be in real school sooner than the law should allow, and she’s going to have homework, extracurricular activities, a part-time job and want to hang out with her soccer friends instead of ME?!? *ugly cry* Lawd why?! Today it’s buying cleats, tomorrow, a prom dress, right? *sigh* As long as all of that doesn’t require me to buy a minivan, I suppose I’ll survive.
