I got some tips from an arborist while we were visiting the Alamo and I convinced my hubby and son to help. First thing, you should only trim a tree in a month that has an "R" Second rule, find the natural "Y" in the branches and clear everything back toward the trunk.
Zak climbed into the tree and I stood on the ladder. I must say the tree looks amazing. We finished it off by hanging two of my moms wind chimes and 6 large eggs in honor of Easter.
Gil, William and Zak then headed to the dump to drop off the truck load of branches.
The plan was for them to pick up some breakfast at Chick-fil-a, however, Gil deviated from the plan and made a stop at the pool store. When William got out of the car he accidentally slammed his middle finger of his left hand in the door. Keystone cops followed, Gil locked the door when he closed his door and the fob is broken so Zak couldn't get the door open. William began trying to yank his finger out while Zak tried to hold him still. Gil unlocked the door and freed William from the door.
I was mowing the front yard when my mom ran out with the phone. I raced the the ER. I'm normally calm in a crisis, but, when my baby is hurt, not so much.
William was upset he would be letting his team down. After consulting with the doctor, he told us he could numb up the finger and it would last long enough to get through his performance. Additionally, due to the fluid building up under the nail, it required them to drill a hole through his nail. A few screams and we were good to go.
We raced home, got showered and packed and were off to Cowboy Stadium.
I was a nervous nelly, worried about William's finger. He sucked up the pain as the medicine had started to wear off. The show went on and William and his team were phenomenal.
Immediately after I could see tears and then a thumbs up. At that moment I realized what a trooper my little guy was. William officially became my little hero for pushing through the pain, not for us, not for him, but for the 33 girls on his squad and their families, he said he didn't want to let down.
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I wanted to mention my anger about one of the new USASF rule changes announced on March 28th. I can say something about all of them both positive and negative, however, I can't find anything positive in the ruling that males should not use excessive theatrics during performances. First this is discriminatory on so many levels. But, it also in my opinion implies, that males in the sport of competitive cheer are gay.
As a family we all have been asked why we let him participate in a girl sport. Note it isn't a girl sport, it just has more girls than boys. Our answer is what it is... this is the sport he fell in love with, this is what he wants.
We have always encouraged our children to be who they want to be. We tell them to follow their dreams. My husband and I only provide the means to help them pursue their dreams. William puts in the hours, he decides how hard he wants to push himself, he sets his own goals. Our job is on the sidelines watching, encouraging and cheering.
I'm sad that I have to tell him that next year he can't try to win a WOW Award - that is because it is awarded to those that show great facials and use of theatrics which obvious by the new rule, boys no longer qualify.
~ G
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