First Day of Football Camp

I was a very nervous momma. Here my son is growing up and moving on. I could have cried when I let him go by himself with the coaches and other players. The other moms there were really nice to me, considering this is my first time with him. But my heart was aching seeing him go and be happy. I don't see that a lot from him. It made me sad but happy at the same time. My little boy has found something he enjoys. I hope that he will continue to like it and I really hope he makes the team. So much worrying from me. Scott was proud of Brendan and Brendan practically shined when I told him we were both proud of him. Sometimes you don't realize how much a child waits to hear his parents are proud of him. That was a lesson learned.

Brendan handled the heat well enough. It was so hot but that's what we get for playing football in the Texas summer heat. But he said he did okay. Brendan said the players/coaches said he talked a lot. I laughed. I agree with the players/coaches. So we had to discuss that he needed to pay attention to what he was supposed to be doing and not have conversations. There are times when talking is okay. While practicing, probably not the best times. He looked so cute and little while having his camp. There goes my momma instincts again. :)

Driving home, I kept telling him how proud I was of him and how well he did. I don't think the boy stopped smiling all the way home. Once we were home, it was pool time. I hope that I will be able to see him take a hit by another boy. I hope my heart doesn't stop each time that happens. Overall, I am just happy that my son is happy.



Heading to football camp! Look at that smile!