Yesterday was sports day at my sons’ school. It’s one of those excruciating events I feel I must show willing. There’s #1 son who loves sports but only more so when he’s winning. And then #2 son can’t think of anything more awful than spending the morning on the playing field. It’s also an annual event where their Dad, his girlfriend and new baby tag along for the fun of it too. There’s polite nods, muffled hellos and lots of trying to pretend the other party doesn’t exist whilst rooting for the same kids. It’s awkward.
Here’s #2 son pretending he’s dislocated his shoulder so he can go home having just thrown the javelin which is made from swimming float woggles. Where’s the fun in the javelin if all the danger of body piercings is taken out? Tsk.
Did I tell you what #1 son likes almost more than winning at sports? Posing.
Not only was I cheering the kids on, I was also giving the teachers scores on their sports day fashion. You have to do something in between events, right?
The winner had to be the teacher who wore a monkey magic t-shirt. I salute you, Sir.
I’ve tried many times to educate the kids in the brilliance of Monkey but they’ve failed to grasp the genius that was this 1970s show. I’d watch this every week with my brother then we’d pretend play to be Monkey with me in the lead and if I was feeling mean making him be Pigsy.
If you weren’t lucky enough to see Monkey, this is what you were missing:
And the ‘Try Harder’ next year fashion award goes to:
Your kids look so handsome! Hmm.. It must a very weird situation, Lyn… It's good that you have the right attitude.
And no, I haven't heard about Monkeys before! Thanks for sharing.
Kisses from us.
It is difficult meeing the Ex and his new family at functions but you have to think about the kids. They appreciate the support so it has to be done
And it's only a couple of times a year.
Monkey is one of those programs where it's so bad, it's good (in my opinion – not shared with the kids lol!).