Wander project the Greenwood YMCA!

My wife worked, for a time at the YMCA of Greenwood Indiana. The kids also participated in some sports at the YMCA (football, baseball, soccer, and basketball.) It is funny sometimes, my inability to play sports at a high level made me a fan. It made my kids into non-fans. I guess that is the result I deserved somehow. I end up watching the majority of sporting events alone. My wife watches sometimes, but she is not a big sports fan. The dogs watch with me, but that is more to watch me. Dylan was encouraged as a young dog, to nip my feet when I redirect the referees on the television when they make mistakes during the game. Dylan nips my feet when I yell.

That started when he first joined the family now six years ago. I haven’t yelled at the refs since. It is not that the referees are doing a great job now, compared to then. , I don’t want my feet nipped. At least Dylan and Raven will sit with me. The twins, my daughter, and my wife won’t even come in the room. My future-son-in-law will sit for a time, but he is very quickly bored with sports. Like I said, for the most part, it is just me. I have to say; sometimes I do feel like my dad is watching with me. Mostly IU Basketball games, when I suddenly feel overwhelmed by bad calls and, well I don’t yell at the Television anymore. I sit there quietly and say things about the refs under my breath.

These pictures today are from the YMCA’s indoor pool. We had a birthday party there one year. We spent a lot of time at the YMCA. Well, my wife and the kids did. I was normally gone during the week. Swimming lessons were the one thing I often did, sitting in the hot little parent’s chamber, watching the kids in the pool as they learned to swim. Water is important. Back then, of course, we had a pool at home during the warmer months, so the need to be able to swim was high. Sitting in that tiny parent’s box always felt like a punishment to me. I would have rather been sitting out in the actual pool area watching the kids. But I do understand that some parents are too involved, and they need to separate them a little from the class of kids!