Goooo Emma!

My parents got Emma a generous gift certificate from Build-a-Bear for her birthday. So this weekend, we headed to the mall to pick out some bears. Emma quickly chose the two bears she wanted and then it came time to select outfits for them. I naturally assumed she would want something princessy for her little bears, so I steered her to the Disney Princess outfits. Much to my surprise, she didn't want to get her bears princess outfits. Much to my dismay, this is what she wanted instead...


Excuse me...cheerleaders?! My daughter wants to be a cheerleader now? I had no idea she even knew what a cheerleader was. Has she been watching "Bring It On" while I take a shower or something? Last night, she actually wanted to demonstrate a cheer she made up. She essentially waved her arms around shouting "Give me a "E", give me a "M", give me a "M", give me an "A"...what's it spell...EMMA!" Of course, I clapped and said it was fantastic.

But cheerleading? Growing up, I was always the athlete, not the person cheering the athletes on. I was talking yesterday to a friend of mine and she says her 6-year-old daughter is suddenly fascinated by cheerleading too. She's approaching it with the attitude that it's a phase and her daughter will outgrow it. I guess that's the way to view it. Of course, if Emma ended up really wanting to be a cheerleader someday, I would totally support her. She's a girly-girl and that's part of what makes her so special. I have to keep reminding myself that...