Soccer

After a couple of weeks of being cooped up inside due to all of the snow, Miles finally went back to school this past thursday. Sorry I've haven't been so good about posting here, but really, we just did a whole lot of the same stuff over and over again and my head just wasn't in the mode for being any more creative.

This morning Miles started soccer. It is an indoor pee-wee league at our local YMCA. He asked to play a while ago, and has been very excited ever since we signed up. Yesterday we went to the sporting goods store and got him some extra small shin guards, and this morning he happily put them on and ran out to the van. As soon as we walked up to the gym doors his excitment turned into a full blown meltdown. I had to carry him into the gym, and he cried for the first 15-20 minutes of soccer, saying that he didn't want to be there and didn't want to play soccer.
Slowly he started to watch what was going on and watch the other kids. We just sat and watched on the sideline for awhile.
Then he began to ask questions, and laugh and giggle when other kids did something funny. Next he asked if he could get a ball for him and I to play with.
After he and I kicked it around for a bit, he finally asked if he could take a turn playing with the other kids. From then on he did great. He listened to the coaches and me, he waited his turn in line, he really tried to do what the coaches were asking him to do. And he smiled and laughed.
He made friends:

He ran through the cones:

He often forgot the no hands rule, but then, so did most of the kids:

Listening to a coach:

And he kicks:

And a short clip of him running the cones and kicking to the net. I stopped the video a moment too soon, it was the first goal he made, and he was so excited and proud of himself, you can see him just starting to raise his arms in excitment at the end of the clip.