Back at the house, I quickly popped the card out of the computer and into the slot in the camera before racing back over to the school. Sure enough, the second arrival coincided with KT's turn again. As the lens focused on her, I heard, "Oh! That's my Mom! I can't throw with my Mom watching--- and she has the camera!" Yeah, yeah. Whatever. She did throw, but the Mom Factor was distracting, and it was not a great result. She cringed, went to see what the throw measured, and slunk back into line hiding behind a friend.
The coach had no such qualms with an audience. He called out offering a better vantage point from which to
And.I.was.there. Better. I caught her throwing in a vaguely blurred image. It was SOOOOO worth being the Dorky Mom. Even more worth it was seeing her smile when the coach gave her the news about the district meet, and having the opportunity to celebrate her achievement in the moment.