We found ourselves at the likeliest place one warm Saturday morning: the playground adjacent to the community swimming pool not far from our house. We had arrived early in an attempt to beat the late summer heat and crowds and were just settling in. We were divvying up still-warm baked goods to our three boys before they ran off to burn the early morning energy when we heard, over the unmistakable echo of a megaphone, an announcer readying participants for a race.
Upon further investigation, we discovered a kid's triathlon was about to begin. But there was some time to kill before the race started, so the announcer took the opportunity to encourage the participants, aged 7 through 12, with a few catch phrases.
My husband and I exchanged sideways looks and smiled as we watched our boys catch the contagion of excitement and energy floating through the air. And then we heard it, the ridiculous line and lie that has become commonplace in the arena of childhood competition: "Everyone is a winner just for showing up!"
We laughed out loud, shaking our heads in solidarity, having fairly recently come off a conversation about medals and awards and the every child is a special snowflake mentality that has crept into the parenthood domain sometime between the time we were children and the time we had children of our own.
Our 7-year-old, standing nearby, noticed our reactions and asked what was so funny, so we explained, in the best way we could, not trying to hide our disdain for the notion. "No. Not everyone is a winner just for showing up. The winner, in this case, is the person who swims, rides, and runs the fastest. The winner is the kid who crosses the finish line first."