His first game the ball got kicked directly to him. We knew he was going for a goal. He runs up to the ball, stops and prepares himself.....and then JUMPS OVER it. Never once kicked it. Then he proceeds to grin at everyone (because, of course) they are all laughing hysterically at him.
Third game, he is walking around on the field, looking at the sky. Coach comes over and takes his little hand to guide him back to the game. My child begins pointing at the sky refusing to move and Coach starts to shake his head. Apparently there was a plane flying overhead and he tried explaining that to Coach. Coach didn't think that plane was as important as playing soccer.
Thankfully (for my husbands sake) Nico is beginning to get into the game a little more. Usually it involves him running after whichever child has the ball. Not trying to take it from him. Just chasing a kid like you would if you were playing tag. Cute, huh?
I love attending his games. Kids his age are so fun to watch. Of course he is the only one I see.
Quote of the day: "Each child must know that he is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn't been, and until the end of the world there will not be, another child like him."
Listening to: I'm on Fire by Bruce Springsteen