Yesterday was a BIG day at my house.
It was the first “real” football game for the kiddos. My little boy was excited and scared all rolled into one. I was thrilled about three things: first, it was gorgeous weather outside; second, the other team’s players were about the same size as our players and third, my boy was starting! He did take several hard hits, one by a player who was much bigger than him. Here’s the picture- that’s my boy in the white jersey on his way to kiss the ground.
He made it through the game and was really proud of himself. I think he’s starting to understand the rules better and is not as scared of being tackled. He also made some great tackles himself, and he let me know he was excited about that.
His sister is on the cheerleading squad for his team. She LOVES all the attention from the boys. She does all she can before and after the game to flirt (if you can call it that at five years old) and she talks to as many boys as possible.
She looks absolutely adorable in her uniform. She also takes it seriously and her team knows so many cheers already. They did a great job too. It was a really fun family day. The bonus is that many of our neighbors have boys on the team so we get to hang out all day with friends. Win-win-win