Thanks Cory— I’m on the other end of raising kids. Somewhere, way back; we started buying 4 or 5 game, two ticket, packages to see the Utah Jazz play in Salt Lake. We couldn’t afford lower bowl, or even lower upper bowl, tickets. I’d take one of my kids and we’d spend the evening together. The drives down allowed me to talk with whichever child I had with me at the time. At times it seemed like a hassle, but my daughters especially liked the trips. They’d talk about everything but the game. I feel extremely lucky to have teenage daughters and an early 20’s son that aren’t afraid to tell me about their triumphs and struggles. Memories of those little trips to the cheap seats and overpriced hot dogs probably mean more to me now that they’re moving on than it did to them at the time. Whether it’s a car show, doing TikTok dances, or burning marshmallows over a fire, those moments will pay for themselves exponentially down the road. Keep doing what you’re doing and thanks for the perspective.
I have encountered similar outings with the kids. Everytime I take my daughter biking she cries and complains on any positive incline, loves any downhill then returns home bragging about how far she went and how far she climbed. Meanwhile the fight to get her to put in effort puts a stain on the entire outing for me, but hearing her take some pride in her effort and enjoying the ride, even if it is in hindsight, makes it worth it.
Thanks Cory— I’m on the other end of raising kids. Somewhere, way back; we started buying 4 or 5 game, two ticket, packages to see the Utah Jazz play in Salt Lake. We couldn’t afford lower bowl, or even lower upper bowl, tickets. I’d take one of my kids and we’d spend the evening together. The drives down allowed me to talk with whichever child I had with me at the time. At times it seemed like a hassle, but my daughters especially liked the trips. They’d talk about everything but the game. I feel extremely lucky to have teenage daughters and an early 20’s son that aren’t afraid to tell me about their triumphs and struggles. Memories of those little trips to the cheap seats and overpriced hot dogs probably mean more to me now that they’re moving on than it did to them at the time. Whether it’s a car show, doing TikTok dances, or burning marshmallows over a fire, those moments will pay for themselves exponentially down the road. Keep doing what you’re doing and thanks for the perspective.
I have encountered similar outings with the kids. Everytime I take my daughter biking she cries and complains on any positive incline, loves any downhill then returns home bragging about how far she went and how far she climbed. Meanwhile the fight to get her to put in effort puts a stain on the entire outing for me, but hearing her take some pride in her effort and enjoying the ride, even if it is in hindsight, makes it worth it.