That was before we knew which end was up with all of this (still figuring that out) so we gave a "we'll see". After some research and several talks, its been decided he is going to play football this season....practice starts next week.
A neighboring town held a football camp that I thought would be beneficial to him, having never played any organized football, or sport for that matter, other than baseball this past spring. Turns out it was beneficial for both of us.
We checked in the first evening and were handed our equipment...helmet, chin strap, shoulder pads, undergarments, pants, thigh pads, hip pads, knee pads....then we were sent on our way. I felt like a fish out of water trying to figure out which pad went in which pocket, wondering for the millionth time with my kids...how did I get here??
Your son is one tough kid. He likes to tackle and be tackled...we need guys like him on the field. Yeah...he's tough.
That kid's quite the athlete! I know you are signed up for the league in your town, but we'd love to have him....maybe next year. He really is a great athlete.
Really nice running today (to Z from an older player).
During his game on the last night, I heard him being called by last name often. Way to go ---! Nice ---! ---, great tackle!
I love to watch him out on the field, the great equalizer. There on the turf, the boys are judged by their abilities, commitment and hard work, not by their family situations. There he can be a kid and leave the weight of the real world on the sidelines.
I make sure he knows that his talent is God-given and we are both excited to see what plans He has for Z....I will keep this in mind during my endless trips back and forth to the field this summer/fall. :)
That's him in the white socks and shiny new cleats.
I move on toward the goal to win the prize. God has appointed me to win it. The heavenly prize is Christ Jesus himself.