Soccer Fall 2010

So by now everyone is aware of the obsession with sports my son has.
We enrolled him in Soccer for his first team sport.
They started out the season with 1-2 kids crying after every play.
They would cry because they couldn't catch the ball,
or because someone stole the ball from them,
or just because they didn't feel like playing.
It was complete chaos for the first couple weeks.

By the end of September B had deff caught on.
He was confused about the fact that you had to steal the ball from another player,
and then in turn they would steal from you.
(that he did NOT like)
he would put his head down and pout when someone other then him scored
(It didn't matter if that was his teammate or not)

but slowly he got better on his feet, a little more aggressive with stealing the ball,
and less sulky about others scoring goals.
He really ended up being one of the best kids on his team.

slapping hands at the end of the game.

Last sat was the last game.
(it was so cold i was glad)
B and Daddy after the game

B's two coaches and a bunch of the kids with the trophies.
He LOVES his trophy.
He has put it in a place of honor in the living room
When they handed them out each coach said a little something about the kid.
Brandon's speech was...
"this trophy goes to a little boy who kicks lots of goals,
who is a super fast runner... and doesn't like it when someone else scores a goal"
It was pretty humorous.

He's going to be doing Gym class again for the winter
(he already has vastly improved from last year)
Then Aunt Gail is giving him bowling classes in Jan,
and then back to Soccer in the spring.
We can't wait to see how much he will improve by then!