We are in the throws of soccer season again, and loving it. All four kids have game day on Wednesday, including two kids traveling out of town. It's tough to schedule, but we're managing each week with the help of friends and family. I have to say, I love that I am expanding village. Instead of closing in, keeping to ourselves, and piling in our own van and shuttling everyone around, this introvert is stepping out and talking to more people, asking for help, and deepening friendships.
I love to watch Colin play. He's so quick on his feet and adept at handling the ball. When he's passed the ball, you can watch him run and deke and be down the field before you know it.
A couple of weeks ago, they played on home field against a really good team. It was a close game, but our boys eked out a 5-4 victory. Colin had some great assists on goals, and was his usual quick self darting up and down the field. At the end of the game, during the congratulatory handshakes with the other team, the opposing coach took Colin aside and told him in a thick Scottish accent "It is a real pleasure to watch you play."
It's true. Colin is the smallest player on the team, often a full head shorter than teammates and opposing players. But his speed and agility and ability to handle the ball usually brings out some real compliments from the parents on the sideline. It's lovely to watch him do something so well that he loves so much.
