Have I mentioned my daughter is a cheerleader this year? No? That's probably because I'm still coming to grips with it. More on that later.
They have this particular cheer where they take turns introducing themselves and then do a little jump, split, cartwheel, or, in the case of this one little girl who may very well be made of rubber or taking steroids (or both), a backflip. I've begged my daughter, even gone so far as to offer her five dollars if she yelled, "I'm still Big Red!" when it's time for her introduction.
No luck.
Song of the day: Mickey by Toni Basil
Follow Me Or Perish, Sweater Monkeys
