Growing up, family time with the Peterson’s meant a couple of things. At 5pm, if I weren’t at swimming, I’d watch Hogan’s Hero’s with my dad. He loved Sgt. Shultz and those who know my Dad’s laugh can imagine it. We had a cabin up north so family time usually meant a stressful packing of the car (my Dad was, and probably still is, the master packer. I’ve inherited the crazy on that one, thanks Dad;) and then hanging out on one of the best lakes in Minnesota. (Everyone says that about the lake they grew up on.) Some family time was fun, lots wasn’t but hey, it’s family.
Fast forward to now and my new love for Highland Games. My Oz man is usually in attendance and even got put to work shagging weights this weekend in Springfield.
Which was fun for him until he got pretty hot and tired. Heh.
After we parked our chairs in the morning, the Sciscoe family waltzed in. I first met Anita (the Ma) at the Shammies in March. She immediately started giving me Sheaf lessons and was full of fun energy all day long. I saw her youngest, Noah, walking around that day going back and forth alternating watching her throw and then going over to the Men’s group where Glenn (the Pa) and Andy (big brother) were competing together. Now THAT’s family time!
This past weekend in Springfield, Anita talked A.D. Merl Lawless into hosting a Junior’s division so Noah could go ahead and compete. Another junior competitor signed up and the two of them spent the day with us ladies. They were amazing. Hard working and having fun, with Noah giving his Ma a run for her money on the Sheaf. The two of them were the last two standing and I asked him, “How bad to you want to beat your Ma.” His reply, ‘Very bad!’ Heh. Good boy.
It was very special to watch Anita’s interaction with Noah. She was teacher; coach; cheerleader; mom; competitor; and fun through it all. Both she and Noah placed first in their groups and Glenn and Andy placed in their groups setting the stage for what better be this year’s Christmas card…
I’ve seen a lot of pics of youngsters trying to mimic proud folks with various lifting equipment. But the Sciscoe’s? Their kids mimic them right into the trig. That’s awesome. I like it. Spending time with them all day was a treat. Thanks Sciscoe’s!
Women’s natural role is to be a pillar of the family.