Peel it to the left,Peel it to the right,
Come on Tigers and mmm take a bite.
Go bananas, go go bananas.
And of course, it had a little dance that went along with it. I am not sure why I remembered this particular cheer, but one evening, long ago, I
taught it to Daisy. I’d forgotten all about it until this morning when my kids and I were reading the Parable of the Talents out of our little New Testament Stories book (incidentally, why did I take so long to buy these books? They are so great and we always had them around growing up). After, as we discussed our gifts and working on them and even developing new talents, Daisy reminded me that I had taught her this cheer. She said that if she worked really hard she could get better and better at it and then, she could teach it to her own children! I liked that, but I also thought, “Huh, so this is the legacy I’ve passed on? I wasn't even a cheerleader!” Well, you never can tell what you will teach your kids that will stick with them the most. Go bananas, go go bananas.
13 comments:
I like that you're always teaching your kids such good things: developing their talents, silly cheers....They absorb it all up. You are a great mommy!
That is so funny....I just love Daisy! You really are such a fun mom. Can I take mommy lessons from you??
I just added a picture to my profile and just wanted to see if it's going to pop or not.....
Okay, I was a tiger and I do not remember that cheer. At all. Go go bananas? I just remember the one about black and orange people eaters..... or something like that. This is why I have not left my children with a legacy of cheers. Because I can't remember them.
R-O-W-D-I-E. That's the way you spell ROWDIE, ROWDIE, Let's get ROWDIE!!! Thanks for the reminder. I am going to teach Grace that cheer so that she can do it at her kindergarten talent show next week. beautiful legacy for sure.
P -- your pic popped up beautifully and it makes me so happy to have you right there looking at me with your cute pixie hair whenever I am lucky enough to have a compliment.
Rhonda -- I'm afraid my other mothering moments (where I let them watch tons of tv and feed them loads of junk food) might have ruined my career at giving mothering lessons :(
Shan, thanks for another great cheer reminder, could you please remind me of some more? (Jana, I'm sorry your memory has robbed you of something so beautiful).
P -- oops, I meant every time you leave a "comment" not a "compliment" but actually, your comments I love because they generally are such nice compliments, so same thing.
You are the example for us all- sitting around with your kids teaching them the scripture stories, with cheers in between. I'm pretty sure the cheer leaders were wearing boxers and a t-shirt while doing that cheer. Can you believe we thought it was acceptable to wear men's underwear for our shorts? Our mothers must have been horrified!
there could always be worse things to teach them than cheers ... :) at least you are spending time together and teaching them something. :)
hee hee.......that is all I got to say....However since I learned those actions in a cheer camp I can teach you so you can even more fully appreciate the gift you have handed down to your lovely Daisy....
Those books are the best! We had some really, really tattered ones hanging around from when I was a kid (hard back), but then I bought Ana her own paper back when she was about three and we do love them ever so. They made it understandable so that now she wants to read the actual scriptures too.
It's so weird that I don't remember that cheer! I guess I wasn't a cool cheerleader like you...oh wait, imposter!!!
And I also meant to tell you that your hair is looking so very long and it really is looking very nice (and I don't mean like "Best Hair", I'm not being rude) and I'm jealous of how tan your face is.
By the way, "It's first and ten, let's do it, do it again!"
Jess, I will sing that cheer to you next time we talk and you will remember, but please don't allow yourself to remember "let me see your funky chicken" SHUDDER.
Also, we all know full well my face could never be tan living in rainy rain ville, but I will tell you all that I am slightly addicted to self tanning lotions because they really work. I hate them because they stick, but if you are willing to deal for one night, you look like that tan face me in the morning. Brilliant (say that like the orbit gum commercials please). I prefer Loreal Sublime Bronze Gel and there you have it . . . actually, I prefer your legs looking so red that you might be wearing a pair of pink leggings while we are at Bear Lake, but I can't always have that, can I.
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