I Don't think I'll ever understand my child

Okay, so lets do a little review. Who here remembers when I wrote that Hayden HATED cheerleading; how it was always a struggle to get her to practice or games; how we had to try to BRIBE her with the hopes of a lizard at the end of the season? I see a lot of hands so I know you all remember. Well, let me tell you a conversation that was had tonight in the Wiggs' household:
Scene: (In the car on the way home from cheer practice)
Hayden: "....and I'm going to work on my tumbling because next year we can tumble and do lifts and tons of stuff that we couldn't do before. And I'm going to work on my jumps and splits...Next year we're going to win Cheer Off."
Me: "Um, Hayden are you planning on cheering next year?"
Hayden (looking at me like I'm crazy): "YES, of course."

Yes, you heard it the words were "Yes, of course". Of course. As if the past 6 weeks of grumbling and griping have never occurred. As if that was another child or a dream that I was living. As if I never had to give "the look" to her from the stands, or threaten, or cajole, or bribe. Of course. And she's only 8. It makes me look forward to the teenage years.....NOT!!!