Well I've put it off long enough, the year of the Mom Taxi has officially begun. O started flag football this past week, practice 2 days a week plus a game. Wow. E starts preschool this week, so its lots of time in the car for me. Owen really wanted to play football, so I decided it was time to give in. Since he is 7, I had to get permission for him to play flag football instead of tackle. I'm not necessarily opposed to tackle, I am however, strongly opposed to 7 year olds having practice 5 nights a week plus a game on Saturday. The lady on the phone assured me that all her 3 boys did it, thanks lady, but I'll pass. So he's the oldest in the group but not the tallest by far. I swear one of these kids is 8 or 9.
Anyway, it was so much fun to watch him. The first thing the coaches had them do was some stretching. The coach- a very patient, Samoan man- said "put up your right hand". The parents chuckled when most of them raised their left to mirror him:-) On one drill, they lay on the ground and jump up & run when they hear the whistle. I have NEVER seen Owen move that fast. It would be nice to see some of that speed applied to getting ready for school or church. This is definitely going to be an exercise of patience on my part. I think football coaches are definitely what Owen needs, patient but firm and as no nonsense as they can be with 5-7 year olds.
He is having fun and that what I love to see. He sure is cute! I hope he keeps up his positive attitude or its going to be a long season:-) For their last game, they get to play on a high school field at night under the lights! Sounds fun.