First Soccer Game... sort of

Well, today has been a full day. Brendan went back to preschool after having his tonsils out and he had his first Soccer game. They actually had a game on Saturday, but I didn't want him running around in the cold with his throat sore. Brendan was having a really good time up until they started playing and EVERYONE went after the ball at the same time. He wanted to kick the ball ALL BY HIMSELF! So, he came over and pouted on my lap for the rest of the first half, and then for the second half he stood on the field because we told him that if he didn't play he couldn't have the treat that the team mom brought. And who can resist Fruit Rollups and a juice box??? Did I mention that he just stood there during the second half?? No attempts to kick the ball, even when it was kicked right to him?? We had a good talk on the way home about playing as a team and that it was okay for him not to kick the ball all by himself all the time. Click on the photos to make them bigger so you can see better.


The team huddle before the first kickoff. Still in good spirits.


Standing in the middle of the field during the second half.


Still standing in the field watching everyone else go by. What a stubborn little shit turkey!! I don't know which one of us he gets that from. Probably Jason. HA!