This year we celebrated Luke's birthday by going to his very last day of soccer. It also happened to be the hottest, most humid day we've had this Summer. And of course, soccer was at the end of the day, after Luke had spent the entire day outside playing in the hot sun with his neighbors. I think that had something to do with the fact that most of his time was spent lying in the grass while the other children played around him. Don't get me wrong, he did LOTS of running. But it usually had nothing to do with where the ball was, or where it was going. More often it was running in circles until he fell down, dizzy, or running and then turning and shouting, "ZOOM!" Derek and I were both surprised that he was not being more competitive. Usually if there is a game going on, he has to win. But yesterday, when we tried to explain the game to him during a water break I told him, "Be sure you don't knock down the kids in orange, because they're on your team. You want to help them get the ball to the goal." Luke responded, "So I should only knock down the children in blue?" I said, "No, you really shouldn't knock down anyone. You are supposed to take the ball away from the children in blue, without knocking them down." He seemed to lose all interest after that.
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