saturday marked the end of an era for the boy who made me a mama. he played his very last youth football game. for 1/3 of the year the last five years we have been part of team. i say we because it has truly been a whole family effort. our team mates have become family.
we lost the playoff game by TWO points. TWO. and to add insult to injury. we lost the playoff game last year to the same team by only ONE point. ONE. the boys took it really hard. i mean, look at those faces. the other team that is going to the championship finished their game before we finished ours and the whole team including the parents came over and cheered us on. boys were giving our boys pointers. they really wanted to see us in the championship. it was really sweet and heartbreaking all at once.
the below photo is of the originals. these five along with the two coaches have been together for the entire 5 years. many have come and gone. but these guys right here are true Quakes.
i'm weeping as i write this. if you know me, you know that i hate change. but alas change is good. it's the natural progression of life i guess. i can't wait for what the next chapter of my boy's life will bring. i see friday night lights in our future. i honestly love being a football mom. football moms are tough and sweet and amazing and gaga for their boys. being the mom of boys really brings me so much joy.
this year my boy tried something new on the field.
K I C K I N G.
he loves it. we always tell the boys to DREAM BIG. maybe there will be a scholarship in our future.
BELIEVING IS SEEING
am i right!
i call this smile the knucklehead smile. he smiles this smile when he's being a knucklehead. i love it because he's always done it. one of my favorite photos of him was taken on his third birthday. we got him an over sized tonka fire truck complete with lights and sirens and a mechanical ladder. it was 3 feet long. he stood on it and smiled this smile. i die. every time i look at it. this smile melt me to the core.
take 'em down son. boo-yah!!!
i could go on and on and on about this boy playing football, but there are too many memories to count. so until his next season i'll leave you with a cheer...
i said a boom chikca boom.
a boom chikca boom.
i said a boom chicka rocka, chicka rock, chicka BOOM!
WOOT-WOOT
for the record. my husband thinks i'm awesome {especially when i'm being insane} cow bell and all. ha!
