I keep having to remind myself that my boys are crazy about soccer, that it's helping them build confidence, that it gives us something constructive to do, that it teaches them about health and fitness, that they love the snacks, etc., etc. Why is this all not at the forefront of my crazy head? Because this was the first time they had to play on different teams. And what does this mean, exactly? It means that on our craziest week, we had four games and one practice to attend. Ai, ai, aieeeee!
They really do love it, though. Ammon, at 5 1/2 years old, really understands the game now. His coach did a good job of teaching him about different positions and the responsibilities that go with them. Although he still needs some improvement and practice in coordination, his confidence sky-r0cketed. It's fun to watch him play.
Abraham turned four on the last possible day to still make the deadline. His team was still very much into the "everybody just run wherever the ball goes" mentality. He loves to look into the stands for parent support whenever he kicks the ball. What a cutie.
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They showed me these shots. They were proud. Love the soccer background.
Wow Bere!
Your kids are growing up so fast!
It's great to know what you're up to! :)
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