Saturday (in a game I am bummed to have missed, but I was busy doing something really important and also sort of top-secret, so such is life) the Scripps Ranch High School Water Polo Team won the CIF Division II Championship. For the second time in four years. Ahem.
I would have to say the thing I miss most about parenting teenagers is water polo. The game, the camaraderie among the kids and parents and the fact that for us it was very much a family thing. Oh, and the winning. I do miss the winning. Also? Out-of-town tournaments with our peeps.
I remember blogging about what a special group we had--I've been part of many teams over the years, so I know special when I see it. I'm pleased that all of us moms felt the same; we've kept our group together--Happy Hours, Ballast Point nights with husbands, Starbucks coffee dates and a newly-formed book group, as well as Facebook have us solidly in touch.
I am really looking forward to flying back East next fall to see Danger Boy play one more time before he hangs up his Speedo--though, he could join a Master's League . . . and who knows, maybe one day there will be another #2 in the family.