10 June 2011

On Being a Soccer Mom

I miss "The 30 Days of Me."

Not because I like talking about "ME" so much, but because I liked the prompts.  Yes, I'm a junior high teacher and almost all the writing we do at this age is prompt driven.  That's how I roll.  :)

It's not that we haven't been busy.  Oh my, have we been busy.  Jackson started soccer in February.  This is a new experience for our entire family.  I am a total soccer newbie.  When I was a kid, soccer was brand new to our area, and only a couple of my friends played...and even then I knew running up and down a field while kicking a ball and managing not to trip all over myself was not my area of expertise.  Yes, it would've provided hours of entertainment for the spectators, but I'm pretty sure I would've been scarred for life.

Jackson, thank the Lord, has only half my genes.  He seems to enjoy the game on most Saturdays.  I think if he could just run up and down the field and not ever have to kick the ball, he'd love it.  It's the whole multi-tasking aspect that throws him for a loop sometimes. :)  His coaches insist that it takes a season or two (or six?) to really "get it."  They're so kind. 


In the last couple of games, he's found his niche.  He was born to play sweeper.  For those of you who (like me) never watched even one minute of soccer before, sweeper is the guy (or girl) who tries to keep the ball from getting close to the goalie.  So....he pretty much gets to stay on one end of the field until the ball starts heading his way, and then he has a few seconds to prepare for contact.  The rest of the time, he gets to play in the dirt.

You can imagine how happy this makes him.

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