As I may have mentioned, I love fall.
I love the cold crisp mornings.
I love the fog.
I love the shadows of the tree tops from the morning sunrise.
I love sunny days.
I love the color of the leaves and the leaves on the ground.
And I love fall sports.
Typically, soccer has been our fall focus. They've all had a turn at soccer. Sofia (going on her 8th year) and JH (going on his 5th) have continued the longest. This is Lilia's first year.
Soccer wasn't for Alex. Nor was baseball or tae kwon. But this year, he thought he'd try football.
And....he's kinda liking it. That's a "kinda".
I'm really proud of Alex. He has pushed himself beyond his comfort zone. He's running (this is the part he does not like), but he is doing it. He struggles, but is proud too when he accomplishes the work.
Not only has this been good for his body, but just as important {I think} is that he is hanging with a good group of kids and making friendships that I hope will last.
The season goes another month. I hope he gets some more playing time. And then up next, wrestling....