Not To Be Outdone

Saige was so irritated happy that Chase got that back flip. I had in the past tried to teach her a number of times but she was scared. She has been back diving for years and really that was fine. Fine until Chase mastered the back flip. I think one of her favorite parts about it was how Chase kept saying, "I really got that quickly, didn't I Mom?" She is such a type A person. Total over achiever. Marc and I can't quite wrap our heads around what particular gene pool that came from. If there is something to be chosen for in school, she gets picked, art shows, health committee, student quilt curator for God's sake. You name it, she writes a paper and she's in. Chase, not at all. And he doesn't care how much Saige does, really, he just skates his way through, hoping for the best. On my birthday we all went out to dinner and when our drinks came Chase wanted to make the toast. His exact words were, "Here's to Mommy, Happy Birthday, and to Saige for getting straight A's and to Daddy for having a good day at the dealership and to me, for making it through to the fourth grade!"
So back to the back flip, as soon as she saw him doing it, the wheels started spinning. She was hell bent on flippin' too. The first couple times she did it but wasn't quite rotating all the way around. She practiced and practiced until she has worked it out. It looks awesome now. So her and I are out at the pool today without Chase. She says, "What about the front flip? Teach me that." It's called one upmanship at it's finest. Fifteen months between them, what else would I expect?