Headed for soccer stardom
My littlest boy is about to play soccer. Not just backyard soccer. Real, organized, coached soccer. I signed him up yesterday and he is thrilled about the prospect of becoming a real star on the field. Well, maybe it's the required shoes, shin guards, and ball he needs that have him so pumped up."Will my shoes have bumps on the bottom," four-year-old Danny asked his daddy at breakfast the other day.
"Yes, they will," John told him.
"Will the bumps be blue?" Danny continued.
"I'm not sure," replied his chuckling father.
Danny can't wait to go shopping. I can't wait to get him into the game.
My mini-athlete begins his soccer career on March 22 . For eight weeks, our family will report for Saturday practices and games. Our first chance at sitting in the kiddie sports stands, cheering on one of our own, I am giddy with excitement and bursting with pride that my spunky little man wants to take on this new endeavor. And while his motivation might have more to do with accessories than athletic performance, I just know soccer will be so healthy for him. I'm imagining the possibilities -- physical fitness, teamwork, camaraderie, competition, pride, and of course a fair amount of frustration, crying, and quitting too, I'm sure. I can't wait.
Soccer could be a fleeting activity for Danny. It could also be the start of a life full of fitness -- and cool shoes.













