This was Ethan's first year playing flag football. He had been watching his brothers play for years and he could hardly wait to get out there and show them what he was made of.
He had so much fun and you should have seen his twisty jump move. It was awesome. And so is Ethan. I absolutely loved watching him run and jump and pull and score. He is already counting down the days until next season.
And then there is this kid. He had another great season playing tackle football. He is so talented in any sport he tries. A real athlete. I loved watching him this year, cheering him on, ringing my cow bell and covering my eyes every time he got tackled.
Luckily he survived another season, and so did I. It is a huge time commitment. Huge.
But, for this boy it was all worth it.
And I guess it is for me too, to see my boys so happy, doing what they love, running in the wind, listening and learning from coaches, supporting their teammates, and experiencing the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat.
You gotta love football.
And around here, we really do!
