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I told her that because it's what I *thought* the coach's email had said. But a subsequent email spelled it out much differently. Swim practice would be held, and although they recognize that some swimmers would be out of town, for those of us still here, those of us who were extra dedicated, we could swim all our practices and then be allowed to *buy* a special t-shirt that would prove to everyone that we really were serious about our sport.
And so, I told her that we were dedicated ones. We were serious. And we would go to all four practices during Christmas break. And I bribed her with a trip to Sonic. We made a deal. We shook on it.
And then Christmas Eve morning, we went to the pool and no one from her usual class was there. She knew no one except her coach and she declared that she would not be swimming.
And being the wonderful parent that I am, I threatened. And I threatened. And I threatened. Christmas presents, no lunch, in her room all day before church (what a cheery Christmas Eve, yes?). And she stared at me and said, "Fine."
Further proof of my excellent parenting skills, I started in on her about the importance of keeping a commitment. I told her that she broke my trust because she said she would do something and now she was refusing to follow through with the promise.
And this was true.
But then she quietly whispered from the backseat that I had broken my commitment, too.
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