We weren't going to do it. We weren't going to sign him up for soccer. We felt like the spring was a disaster, Eamon wasn't really interested in playing when we got to soccer. We weren't going to do it, and then.... "I'm never going to ever get to play soccer again" was randomly heard on the way back from North Georgia. Ed and I looked at each other with a "oh crap" look. We knew that we had to sign him up and Ed again volunteered to coach.
There are SEVEN 3 year olds on the team. Ed is doing a great job and is very patient.
Eamon is very excited about soccer, talks about soccer, tells everyone he has a game, but still isn't too interested in playing when we get to the field.
We have had 2 games so far and he did much better at the second.
For us, soccer is about Eamon. It is HIS thing. Every week, he gets to put on a special uniform and go play with special "soccer friends" and have Mommy, MamaMarie and Papa (and anyone else who comes to watch) devote their attention to watching HIM, cheering HIM on and being there for HIM.
He has fun and it makes him feel special.
So Friday night, we'll pick the kids of from school, quickly feed them, get Eamon changed and lug all of our stuff to the soccer field to watch Eamon play (maybe soccer, maybe not) for an hour because we love him and it is his thing.
SCORE!!! Brady doesn't know yet that the ball goes in the goal, not the baby.
And in a few years Brady will have his own "thing" too.
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So true.
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