Whew! I've had a bad attitude about organized sports this fall. If only I ruled the world and everyone followed my schedule. I may not hate it so much if it only took up a few nights of the week, but as luck would have it the nights for practice are nice and evenly spread out all. week. long. But, it's only 8 weeks right? And the kids seem to really be enjoying it this year, they are getting older and understand things a bit more.
Come Saturday mornings when it's game time though - and it's a little crisp out so I have to don a sweatshirt . . . all of a sudden I'm a total fan of organized sports. Especially flag football. It's Wesley's first go around with football this year and it's SO fun to watch!
They actually run plays and stuff . . . not sure what I expected?
And the huddle? Darn it's adorable. I know, I know . . . he's too old to be adorable playing sports. Let's pretend when I say "adorable" it can double as "tough". He's gonna be adorable for a long long time in my book - and I guess a little toughness never hurt either!