My little angel's face...he was such a beautiful baby...often confused for a girl...beautiful no the less.
I can hardly believe that he is old enough to play an organized sport...but it's true. He is growing up so fast. It makes me want to cry. I still see him as a little bitty baby. Trust me those little piggies (feet) are not so cute and do smell pretty bad! I still like to cuddle up with him and pretend that he is still my little helpless nursing infant. I know he's not when he asks me questions like... "who'd gave me my feets? Did GOD dude it?" I answer after I wipe away the tears of joy and sorrow. Joy because he is so sweet and sorrow because I know in 3.5 seconds he will do something mean to his sister.
So...please don't let the 50's throw-back Steak-n-Shake hat and sheepish grin throw you off...he's a boy through and through. To the core. He love to play any sport with a ball. He wasn't old enough for baseball this year because of his late birthday, but by George he is playing Upward Soccer! I can't wait either. He is our last hope for a competitive athlete. The other 2 could care less about sports. Now...don't get me wrong, Kalan love to play softball...at the start of the season. After 2 games...she's done.
Nathan is super excited too! We told him he would get some cleats and shin guards. It's like Christmas. He always feels left out from the school shopping...not this year...he will own some new cleats and shin guards!
We have been playing in the yard and he seems to enjoy it. I think it will be better when he's not playing against a 12 year old brother and father who play for blood. When he's on the field with some kids he's own height and age he will enjoy it more.
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