She also shares your daughter’s penchant for frustration and initial self-doubt. But I’m not sure how much of this is real or just made up. I sometimes think they feel like “I’m supposed to get mad at myself for not succeeding”. After all, it usually only takes a minute or two before the pseudo frustration blows over. Usually we just walk away and try again later.

ps. Interestingly, my daughter cut a hole in a couch cover at Grandma’s this summer. Still trying to figure that one out. Btw - being caregiver for most of the summer, it seems that Grandma also learned the benefit of enforcing some semblance of discipline after the first week or two.

I’ve been a sports parent for a very long time, and I can’t tell you how many kids I have seen, who clearly did not want to be there, or who clearly did not yet have the maturity or focus to play team sports at a highly competetive level…whose parents were completely oblivious to the fact that their kid was miserable and the coach ready to tear his hair out.

She’s only 6. She has plenty of time to train for the Olympics later if she decides that what she wants.

That sweatshirt thing? Diminutive One would SO do something like that. But he wouldn’t own up to it. So good for her!