Joyce and I had just one child, Jesse. When he was five he started playing soccer and we spent many years traveling to practice sessions and games. And loved it. Today, Jesse and Jennifer's son Kelton began his soccer adventure at age four.
It was a gorgeous day at Lake Wilderness Park in Maple Valley. A huge bald eagle flying overhead and a doe with two fawns wandering by added to the scene. There were about 15 four year old boys and girls and one poor woman who was the only coach to show up on this first day of practice. For some reason, the other two coaches didn't make it.
But it was a fun half hour session. Our redheaded grandson in the orange shirt did quite well for his first time out. During the part where every kid gets to kick the ball in the net one by one, he joined the coach in giving each player a high five when they came back. We're not sure if the rest of the parents thought it was cute or that he was obnoxious. If they didn't agree with us, well...what do they know?
Couldn't help wonder as I looked at all the young parents how many of them did we watch play when our son was a boy? This whole getting old thing is strange, but fascinating.
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