Hammock-time

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I am a swim parent. I drive to pools hither and yon. I sit on bleachers, lounge in chairs, and hang in my hammock. I pack food and drinks, carry supplies like a pack animal, and do school work in the shade between prelims and final. I cheer for the team, I agonize with the swimmers when they don't achieve their goals, and I watch siblings entertain themselves. I buy the hundredth pair of goggles, laugh at boys hairy armpits, and talk the latest politics with other parents.

 This is a small window into the life of a swim parent. 

And you know what?

I.LOVE.IT!

I spent the weekend at a swim meet with my eldest. The weather was beautiful, the meet was low key, I visited with friends, and I listened to Catching Fire, the second book in the Hunger Games series while hanging in my hammock.

There was no wifi and no Starbucks but there was plenty of hammock-time.