One of our neighbors is a youth soccer coach. He is running a mini 7-week soccer camp on Sundays this summer for kids aged 4 to 6. Aiman needs a sports outlet so we obviously had to sign him up. To say he loves it would be an understatement. He LOVES it. Completely.
Every. Single. Morning. he asks me whether it is a soccer day. I always have to say, no sweetie, its Monday, yesterday was a soccer day, today is just plain ole’ Monday. He is disappointed every time.
Aiman is very tall for his age and very coordinated, so in his pre-school class he always looks like some kind of incredibly sporty giant. In this class though he is the youngest, and he just looks so tiny and confused. It is totally adorable.
He is showing some aptitude for goal tending though. Last week he really got into the spirit of standing in the goal, running out a few feet and diving on the ball to protect it. I live in constant fear he’s going to get a kick to the face one of these days, but his determination is admirable.
Aiman did get a couple good kicks to the shins in his last class so Riaz decided it would be a good idea to get him some shin guards and proper shoes. I have never seen Aiman so excited about an article of clothing before. He got the shoes/guards on Monday and on Tuesday morning he came sneaking into our room at about 6:30, tapped my foot, held up his shoes and whispered …. “can I put them on mom?” So cute.
This weekend Aiman got to run around with his new gear on. It was so cute seeing him chase around after the ball and the other kids. I think we’ve got a ways to go before Aiman is starring in any World Cup games, but we are all really enjoying Sunday mornings at the soccer field. Honestly, I love being a soccer mom, all I need now is one of those chairs with a built in umbrella and a cup holder for my coffee.