JP just completed his first round of soccer lessons. The four week Monday night lessons gave me a snapshot of what life will soon bring: more chaos. Certainly organized sports and other activities will foster JP's personality, team builiding and listening skills, coordination, friendships, and talents ... but these events will also cut into precious family time. Just making it to these lessons was a feat for me ... picking the kids up from daycare, changing, eating dinner in the car and making it to practice by 6pm was
my workout. I suppose we were still together as a family, but our nights were far from the normal routine. By the time practice had ended, we headed home and went straight to bed.
Each week, JP's attitude toward soccer changed. A few of the nights he was an aggressive little guy, dribbling with actual precision and
scoring goals; other nights he ran off the field with tears in his eyes since the other kids weren't
sharing the ball with him. Some nights he'd squeal with delight when the coaches sang silly songs to stretch and warm up; other times he'd run off with the ball with his buddy instead of listening. The entire experience was a great one to witness; my little boy is growing up so fast. These four weeks of soccer presented many new lessons for all of us!
And AA? Well, this whole process was really hard on her ... they let her warm up with the older kids, but when the actual practice started, she had to sit next to me on the bench! I cannot wait until she's old enough to play!