It’s a fact of life that these days you have to spend some money if your kid participates in school sports. There are uniform and warm-ups and shoes and all sorts of other things to buy. And for cheer leading there are also competition fees. The school pays for some things, but parents are called on to take care of the rest. And in this economic climate that’s not easy for everybody. So fundraising is a way of life for parents whose kids want to play.
I’m not a big fan of sending kids out door to door to sell stuff. But the reality is that fundraising is a necessary evil, so we parents try to find ways to do it. Which is what had me sitting in the blazing heat one night last week, cutting vinyl letters to put on cowbells to raise a few dollars for our cheer team.
I have to admit I am that crazy mom in the football stands ringing the cowbell whenever our team does something good. I’m a huge fan of the cowbell because it takes the place of the screaming and yelling I’d be doing otherwise, so I can leave the game without a sore throat! It’s much easier on the hands than clapping for hours, too. And my cowbell is all decked out with my kid’s name and a cute ribbon handle. Sadly, my cowbell has more style than it’s owner!
I thought everybody in the stands probably needed to have a fancy cowbell, so I suggested that would be a good fundraiser for our team. And it does make sense for the cheerleaders to sell stuff that helps the folks in the stands show some spirit, right? And let’s face it…if everybody in the stadium is ringing their bells like crazy people I look a little more normal, right? Win-win.
I had lots of company that night. The event was sponsored by the athletic booster club in an effort to raise some funds and get folks excited about a new year of high school sports. It was pretty nice to see a whole bunch of teenagers milling about having fun while a whole bunch of their parents and coaches and teachers and administrators tried to make it possible for them to pursue their sports.
It takes a village to raise our kids. And some cowbell. A whole lot of cowbell.