Okay, you caught me. This actually happened almost two weeks ago but I'm just now getting around to blogging about it. One of the personal highlights for me was watching Devin try out Dylan's skateboard. Dylan has gotten pretty good at it and can do all kinds of tricks which I can never remember the names for. Hey, I grew up in Montana and it's hard to skateboard in the snow so I have no frame of reference. Devin's attempt lasted all of about six seconds before he stumbled off. To be fair, I don't even try to skateboard because I know I would make Devin look positively graceful in comparison.
For the last soccer game of the season, the kids only play the other team until half-time. After that, the kids on one team play their parents for the third quarter and then the other team plays their parents for the last quarter. Playing our own kids was a blast. We did NOT go easy on them. I think the kids learned their parents have still got a little game... and the parents learned just how bad a shape they're really in (although we tried really hard to disguise our huffing and puffing). Devin even scored one of the goals for our side. Everyone had a great time once we got past the smack-talk. One of the funniest things was that the ref was calling all kinds of fouls on our side which absolutely did not happen. For example, once he waited until the ball got almost to our goal and it looked like the kids wouldn't be able to score, so he called a hand ball, giving them a direct kick on the goal from about 20 feet. None of the parents had even touched the ball!! When they didn't make it in the first time, he called it back and had them try it again because he hadn't blown the whistle. I've never seen this square-off between kids and parents done anywhere else but it should be. It was so much fun for everyone.
After the game, there was an impromptu awards ceremony where the kids all got their medals. I was really proud of these kids. They improved so much over the season and it was a really great group.
Dylan had his last football game later in the same week so he is done, too. Now BOTH boys are wrestling.... But that'll have to be the subject of another blog entry.
2 comments:
As much as I love my kids playing their sports there is always a sigh of relief as the end of the season approaches and we reclaim our weekends.Oh...and I hear you about the wrestling.
That's pretty cool that the kids play the parents. Glad we don't have to do that. They'd have to have the paramedics standing by for me!
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