yesterday was our last soccer practice for the “season”. . . and i was seriously counting down the weeks until practice commenced and i got my soccer-sanity back. because basically every practice was the same. we kicked, we battled, and i said things like “kick the ball lex. no hands, seriously kid NO HANDS”, “lex. pay attention. please kid, PAY ATTENTION”, “lex, stop chasing waika, and get your lower cheeks back here” more times than i care to admit.
the first ten minutes were awesome. . . lex would participate, kick the ball, score some goals, throw out some high-fives, and enjoy a water break. soccer only went downhill from there. whoever thought putting a 2yr olds soccer practice a few feet away from a kick-ass park clearly doesn’t have kids.
it never failed. lex shut it down after the first few goal celebrations and was highly vocal about going to the park to go down the slide instead of kicking anymore stupid soccer balls. . . “park mommy. park please? lexi, baby, slide? no soccer nooooo. . park please?!”. and then there were always the times she’d just lay on the ground and play with her baby. followed by a few downward dogs, somersaults, and a few random ballet moves i can’t spell because my french is sub-par.
coach kaleel was amazing this “season”. he’s pretty much the most patient man EVER, loves all the kids, and was a total master at making them “fly” for goal celebrations. He also allowed lex’s baby to play soccer in an effort to inspire lex to stop chasing her bud waika and get her head in the game. For the record i have zero clue when “baby” became such a soccer staple.
i can honestly say lex wasn’t a soccer superstar- and while she seemed to genuinely enjoy practice every week- it was seriously exhausting for me. i hated the chaos and her nonexistent attention span. i loved our coach, seeing her bud waika, and the first 10 minutes of class. i also loved our “end of the year party” that involved waika’s mom bringing cupcakes for the kids. I think our soccer career is officially being put on hold. there was a 3yr old on the “team” and he seemed way more equipped to dealing with practice than lex. throw a tutu, sparkly ballet shoes, and a few ballet terms at her and she shines but hand her a soccer ball and things go downhill fast.