We're done with soccer for the season. Amazingly, Toby and I spent 6 Saturdays in a row at the park playing soccer. And it didn't rain on a single one of those days. The colors last Saturday were brilliant, the sky was bright blue, and the temp hovered around 40 for the whole hour. But it was his last practice, and it included a lot of game-playing time, so I brought BJ and Norah along to watch Toby play. He's come a long way in 6 weeks, and BJ was able to grab a video of him scoring a goal. If you ask Toby how soccer was he'll say, "I scored six goals. No, wait, I scored 12 goals!" His math is a little off, but we haven't taken the energy to keep score because the other two kids on his team (they split up and rotated through and played 3-on-3 games for 30 minutes) barely touched the ball. One kid sat out almost the entire time (and hadn't been there the last 2 sessions), and the other kid just stood around asking any nearby adult, "When are we going to be done?"Toby has a very strong sense of fairness and I kind of felt for him when he started to throw tantrums after the other teams would score goal after goal on his team. I would have felt the same way playing one-on-three soccer. (Actually, the other teams usually had one other kid not wanting to play, but Toby's team had two kids not interested, so it ended up being 1-on-2.) We tried to convince him that everyone just wanted to have fun and no one was keeping score, and that he should look to other kids that were being good sports.
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