This fall Birdie took a stab at cheerleading and was quite good at it. I had a hard time reconciling myself to the fact that she was a cheerleader but as the season went on and it became apparent that she was thriving I became much more enthusiastic.
The season was filled with cold games, new cheers, hoarse parents and finally stunting. Be still my heart!
Birdie absolutely adored her coach and thrived in her squad. Poor Dude had to sit through more football games than he ever thought possible. Thankfully there were 4 or 5 other younger brothers that were forced to attend games. They spent most of their time prowling around like a pack of wolves and sword fighting.
Hopefully we will be able to find another league in San Antonio for Birdie to join, as she seems to have found her sport. If wearing her cheer jacket to school each day is any indication, she is proud!
One of the other cheer moms video taped almost all of the games, the videos are cute and only one captured a few moms doing our best to replicate a cheer. So embarrassing!!!
Saturday was the culmination of her first season as a cheerleader. The league held a banquet for the girls at a not-very-local high school. There were about 120 girls there with parents and siblings. The term banquet was used very loosely, the taco bar was interesting the say the least and the two sheet cakes weren't even enough for all of the girls. However, each squad was able to perform a cheer and everyone got a trophy.
Birdie received "most spirit" for her squad and she was thrilled!