
Jasper is absolutely in love with balls. As I watch other boys in our midst I realize now that he is perhaps more typical than his brother in that regard. But "ball" is his loudest word and when he wakes up from his nap it is often his first word as he opens up his hand to show me the shiny marble that he slept with or to point out the ball that he'd like to play with RIGHT.NOW.
So of course I couldn't pass up a chance to try out the Lil' Kickers class. This is a whole new world to me, the world of balls. I could not believe how many other parents were assembled there for the little soccer class. There were dozens of boys and girls all running around the soccer field wearing their little athletic shoes and soccer jerseys. While I was doing sing along music classes with Will and quiet trips to the petting zoo or attending storytimes... there was a whole other scene going on at the ball field: the world of sports! And we are making our foray into it RIGHT.NOW.
Jasper at first was terrified of the class, clinging to me, wouldn't look at the male coach, touch the ball, even let his feet brush the astroturf. But he warmed up relatively quickly and within no time at all he was jumping the barrier and dribbling across the field, making goal after goal and yelling, "Yeah!" for himself. We made towers out of cones and kicked them down. As many of the other parents took note,"He has a strong kick!" and "He looks like he is just getting warmed up and my kid is all done!"
When soccer class was over I had to actually chase him down and carry him off the field while he told me sternly, "No no no, more ball!"