Nathan had his first soccer practice today. Now let me just say that he has been begging to play soccer forever and it always seemed that we missed deadlines and he hasn’t gotten to play. Well this December I took the kids to the Wilmington Christmas Parade and someone from the soccer league handed me a flyer with deadlines, costs, and how to register. It was as though the angels themselves sang a Hallelujah chorus because Nate was all over that. He decided that he wanted to get signed up to play for a Christmas present. This momma was on it and got Santa accessorizing with cleats, shin guards, long socks, and a ball.
I wish you could have seen him out there today. He grinned from ear to ear the entire time and was loving his first time experience on the “official” soccer field. He was aggressive and not afraid to go for the ball. He was in heaven and it was really obvious to me that this was the best Christmas gift he could have ever gotten.
However as we headed back to the car with new uniform in hand and an education on the need for a pair of soccer cleats, Nathan made the following statement: “Quit calling me ‘Big Man’.” “Nathan are you telling me what I can and can’t call you?” “I am” “Why Nate?” “Because I would like to be cool mom.” Hmmm…guess my nick names aren’t cool. Bruhahahahahaha! Oh the joys of parenting an almost 11 year old.
