Wednesday, December 30, 2009


Dear Dominic,

I'm sorry I'm not that mom at the basketball court, the one on the sidelines, wearing your team colors and clanging a cowbell, the one who yells out your name, who yells at the ref, who scribbles out efficient plays on my clipboard.

I'll go to some games, I promise.

But I won't love you because you like sports. I'll love you in spite of it.



anjie said...

Make sure he knows you were a Barnacle so he understands completely.

Jennie Englund said...

Okay, for you, the Barnacle Story someday.

Anonymous said...

Jennie, don't know what this one is about, but I've seen Dominic, and his whole body reads football player. Sorry. He's so beautiful!

I used to dread going to the baseball diamonds. Now after five years, I know all the boys, know all their parents and have learned to embrace the time spent on my ass.

Let us know when that brawny boy of yours has a game. We'll ring cowbells!!! We're crazy sport freaks.

Happy New Year, loved the piece about your fairy g.m.