Am I the only one that feels like I just ripped June from my calendar?
Now July is gone too. The days and months of 2011 are flying by. School is right around the corner. I need to plan a day or two off to go school shopping. Then the mornings get a little busier with lunch pails, backpacks and do you have everything you need for school today?, before we walk out the door and start our day.
Tonight we have a mandatory meeting. Our little big guy will be playing football this year. Tonight we find out just what we have jumped into! Equipment pick up was this Saturday and he has been putting it all on and playing catch. Saturday afternoon, he fell asleep on our bed with his arm wrapped around his helmet. Just what did we get ourselves into?
Pictures say a thousand words. They can also bring tears to ones’ eyes, laughter to your voice and silence in stunned awe.
Here is what I see:
- My little boy is no longer little.
- He looks so damned cute in all that equipment.
- He’s trying to look so cool and yet, he’s just a young boy.
- He’s anxious to hit the field.
- Nervous because he wants to do everything right.
- He wants to have fun.
Yet I question our decision to let him play. Is he too young? Will he get hurt? He's only 7 ½ years old. I keep telling him he'll need to run fast on the field. I don’t want any injuries. No trips to the emergency room. I just want him to have fun. Learn what it means to be a team player. Learn to play the game that he loves to watch. I know he’ll do fine (it's me I'm worried about).
I'll be there with him on this new adventure, behind the steering wheel and at the sideline. Go Little Big Guy go!
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