I admit, I’m pretty tough as a mom. My husband and I have lots of rules. My kids, all under 8, do chores, have to drink milk every day and must read each night before bed. They eat vegetables before the rest of their dinner or lunch, fruit before their breakfast. I expect them to be kind to each other, which means no hitting, punching, kicking or screaming in the other’s face. I also expect them to wear clothes that fit, their pants can’t sag, their clothes must match (sorry, no green shirts with red shirts) and they need to brush their teeth at least twice a day, flossing at night.
Frankly, it’s a pretty hellish life for them.
When it comes to sports, there’s specific things we expect, as well. While they are there to have fun, there are a few basics we live by: You must always hustle. You must listen to your coach, looking that coach in the eye when he’s speaking. If you EVER throw your hat, glove, ball because you’re mad during a game or practice, we will pull you out of the game or practice.
My husband and I consider these basics to being a good sport and person.
But check out this story on a coach who was upset with his son during a game. Maybe I’m not so bad after all, huh?