Watching the Winter Olympics with the Family
“Is the ice dirty, Dad?” one of boys asks my husband, as the US woman’s curling team vigorously sweeps in front of their rock in a recent competition with Great Britain. Dad answers him quickly since he's trying to figure out how scoring actually happens in curling.
“Are those real bullets?”
“Not bullets like in a real gun - but yes, they’re really shooting as they ski.”
The questions are never ending.
Every two years for two weeks at a stretch, the Young family gathers nightly ‘round the ‘ole boob tube and gets a fill of unique and obscure sports like skeleton, biathlon and of course, curling. The kids absolutely love it. Daddy and I love it.
Naturally, we enjoy the speed skating, skiing, bobsledding and snowboarding the most, but the unusual sports tend to elicit the most questions. And if after the 3rd degree they’re still confused – or bored as with cross-country skiing – they lose interest and we’re forced to change to another event. Thankfully curling is on all night on CNBC!
Many teachable moments happen with the Olympics. We get to talk about where the different athletes’ countries are and what languages they speak. There is no end to the inconspicuous learning that takes place.
And who doesn’t watch the spectacular falls, crashes and wipeouts in awe of dedication and perseverance? (The death of Nodar Kumaritashvili of Georgia was horrific – our condolences to his family.)
But the best part about the Olympics is that Daddy and I get a small reprieve from enduring the nightly torture fest, AKA bedtime. We just let them all fall asleep on the floor and the couch, most nights, as we enjoy watching the amazing Olympians. The only downside is when our older kiddos are a little cranky, since they manage to make it past 11 pm on occasion.
Do you watch the Olypmics with your children?
By the way, anyone know how to score in curling?