Soccer... really only a game.

This is a brief post so that I can vent and not vent AT my son (to his face at least).  RJ begged to play soccer last season when Morgan played and I thought it was a good idea to let him play this year.  He missed the cut-off by one month so we were given a wave to let him play...

Well... he has been pretty much a disaster during every game!  Ugh.  The first game he tried to pick up the ball constantly throughout the game.  Ok... it was his first game.  But in each game since the first game he is pulling up his shorts almost revealing his underwear, pulling his shirt up revealing his belly and nipples, biting the bottom of his shirt, walking around the field with his head down (sulking), asking for a water break every two minutes, wrapping his arms around his friends necks in bear hugs, pushing people down that get in his way, and falling eight hundred times during the game.  (P.s. I had to wash Morgan's soccer outfit once every three weeks or so... I have to wash his every.single.week.)

 

check that hot dude out in the background...

 Let's run away from the ball - great move!

Soccer, really only a game.... and I know RJ is only (almost) 4... and I know he is just learning... but he is DRIVING me CRAZY!  I hate that he is acting like a goober out on the field!!  It wears my patience!  I try to have patience... but I just can't!  I am too competitive and I just cringe at the fact my son, MY son is running around like a crazy boy and not at least trying!

Ok... I feel better... not really... but hopefully now that I had my vent I will start to take a chill pill... pray for me!