I'm a soccer mom...again

Three years ago we attempted to put Caden on a soccer team. He hated it. He didn't like playing with a team or by the rules so during his first game he sat down in the middle of the field and refused to get up. Needless to say, Scott and I were humiliated and vowed he was never playing soccer again.

Fast forward three years and he is begging to play again with his friends. We had a long talk about not giving up and finishing what you start, blah...blah...blah...He promised he would do his best!

He had his first game a few nights ago and it was really fun. He had no idea what he was doing (our fault since we pretty much gave up on soccer based on our first experience with it) but he loved being in a uniform and running around with his team. In fact, he was having so much fun out on the field we had to remind him several times to stop dancing, doing handstands and climbing the goal post and keep his eye on the ball and get agressive. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.

Three years ago. Isn't he so cute? This is before he knew what he signed up for!

Scott's lecturing this three year old to get back on the field and play the game.

After refusing to play, he's in timeout on the wall.

This time around...