Mommy Can I

Well, it’s official, my Scoober isn’t going to be the next, oh what’s that famous soccer players name? As you can tell, I have no clue about soccer. It almost all seems pointless to me; you run back and forth, if the other team looks like they are going to get the ball you kick it out of bounds so they are forced to throw it in, and you try to get it as quickly down the field and score a goal before the other team catches up to you. Or at least, that how they play at this age level, age 6.

Scoober has always wanted to play soccer since age 4. In the small town we lived in in Oregon, they would limit the number of kids that could sign up, and because it was so popular, if you didn’t sign up the first day of registration, you didn’t get to play. So, we were never able to get him signed up there.

Since moving to Colorado, we still live in a small town, but it’s a little larger and they do not limit the number of players. They just let as many sign up that want to play, and then they divide them evenly to form teams. There are 6 teams in his age group.

This was their 2nd game. Scoober, you could tell, just doesn’t like all the running with no purpose. He got hit in the head and got tangled up with one boy and they both hit the deck pretty hard. He got up and puckered up, but then got it together and stayed in the game. I felt so bad, you know one of those moments as a mother you want to run out there on the field, but I just kept myself firmly planted on the bench and just yelled out reassurance that it was okay and way to shake it off.

After the game, he said he didn’t think he wanted to play soccer anymore. I asked him if he was sure, and he said it was a little rough out there today. I said yes, it was a little rougher than basketball, but it’s good to try things we are interested in to find out what we are good at and what we like.

He wants to quit and play baseball, but I told him signups for baseball have come and gone. I may still be able to get him on, but I told him that he made a commitment to play soccer and he needs to finish out the season. There are only 3 more games, and 6 more practices. I don’t want to force him to continue, and if he really doesn’t want to do it, I guess I’ll ahve to figure out a way to spin it around to teach a lesson that you should finish what you start, and if you don’t think you’ll want to finish it, then you shouldn’t do it to begin with.

He wants to play flag football, adn when when KY Grandma said to him that it would be rougher, Scoober says, “not in flag football”. HA!

It’s only $30 to sign up, and it’s not really about the money, but I do want him to experience everything, I just don’t want him to feel like he can quit anytime he wants.

I’ll have to update how this weeks practices go. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow and he was going to have to miss practice tomorrow anyway, so I’ll update later in the week.