Monday, March 18, 2013

Spring means...


At least for Charlie, it does!

After a rather lengthy argument discussion (which, if it had been an argument, I would have lost) Alex and I decided to sign Charlie up for 4 year old soccer.

When Jack was 3, I signed him up for soccer. 

The experience can be summed up in one word: disaster.

Out of 12 or so 3 year olds, only one actually realized how to run after the ball.  The remaing 11 children either (a) ran amok around the field.  Which was, at least, entertaining.  Or (b) whined to their parents for a snack the entire time.  Which was beyond irritating and, had that of been my child, the soccer season would have been much shorter for us.  Jack was in the running amok category.

So, when Alex suggested signing Charlie up, I had assumed he had amnesia and had forgotten our previous experience with soccer.

However, since Charlie's adorable gf, Avery, was doing it, I relented and signed him up too.

We went with a different program this time and, as it turns out, with the right program, tot soccer can be a blast!

Charlie had a ball chasing, running, and kicking.

and even managed to sneak in a little game of hide-and-seek with his main squeeze, Avery.

And at the scrimmage at the end, he scored the only goal!

Way to go, Charles!

(I actually didn't make it to the first practice/game.  These pics are courtesy of Avery's mommy.)


Krystyn @ Really, Are You Serious? said...

Impressive..our 6 year old still doesn't really care that much to run after the ball. Both of them would rather pick berries from the "forest!"