True Confession

So...I had a true "Ohmygosh, I've gone soft and actually become a mom" moment this weekend. Sunday night, Andy & I sat down to watch "Friday Night Lights" (the movie). Let me preface this by saying that I have watched hundreds of movies and am not usually seriously affected by them...especially football movies. I had the hardest time watching this one! There are quite a few scenes where high school boys are getting beat up all over the football field. I kept burying my head in Andy's shoulder and thinking about how their moms must feel, watching their sons get bloody faces, torn ligaments, and broken collarbones. What on earth has happened to me?!? I then decided that our son can play baseball, soccer, tennis, golf, or basketball, be a swimmer, a runner, a skier, snowboarder, or surfer. Football, wrestling, and hockey are no longer options. Andy is afraid I'm going to make Josiah walk around in a bubble :) So, apparently this kid has changed me and I am now a wimp when it comes to kids and full-contact sports. Who knew parenting would be so tricky...