Well, Saturday was Mike's first game. They played against the Glen Burnie Rebels, and needless to say, it didn't go so well. The Ft. Meade Cougars didn't even get a chance to score. Mostly because the defense of the Rebels contained 3 boys that were at least 5'6" and over 200 lbs. Actually, one of the boys weighed 270 lbs. Mind you, this is a 12U Division II league. The U stands for unlimited weight. Really though, should a 12 year old weigh 270 lbs? If you ask me, his parents should be slapped for allowing him to weigh that much. Really, any child that is 12 years old shouldn't weigh over 150 lbs. Just think about the health risks associated with a child weighing that much. It's all over the news and in medical journals. You would think that with the news media talking about obesity in America, that the parents would be concerned when their child steps on a scale and weighs more than some NFL players.
Anyhow, back to what I was originally talking about. Mike didn't get to play at all on Saturday. He was crushed to say the least. I'm not really sure why the coaches didn't let him play, but I was very upset that he didn't get any play time either. I always make sure that Mike is one of the first at practice, I trust that he is out there giving at least 100% effort, and paying attention to the coaches when they are teaching him something or telling him to do something. I have sat at practices and watched some of the boys not show up until 45 minutes after practice starts, ho hum around during practice, give the coaches attitude, and they were on the field playing during Saturday's game. That really doesn't make sense to me. So, does that mean I should have Mike doing the things these other boys do so that he'll get play time? At first I thought, maybe they kept him out because of his size, but there is another boy on the team that is almost the exact same size and build as Mike, and he got to play. So, size was not the case. I've decided that I will wait until after this Saturday's game to see if Mike gets to play or not before I say anything to the coach. If Mike doesn't get any play time again, I will definitely be talking to the coach.
School started yesterday for Mike. It was his first day of middle school. It was a little bittersweet for me. On one hand I'm glad that he is growing up to be such a great kid, on the other hand, I'm sad too. It just seems like yesterday he was a baby. He's growing up too fast on me. Middle school is a big step. The next step. He's going to be learning and doing so much in the next few years. This year alone is like the introduction to what the rest of his education as a "child" is going to be like. Changing classes, several teachers, sports, cliques, and I sure don't hope I don't have to be breaking out the baseball bat with little girls yet. My hope is that he stays focused on school and football for now and I don't have to worry about anything else.
Landen has been talking up a storm the last few days. There has been a bit of attitude in it as well. Of course I have no one to blame but myself for that. I asked him where his shoes were yesterday, and he brought me his sandals. I told him I didn't want his sandals, that I wanted his tennis shoes. I showed him one of the shoes, and told him that I needed to find the other. He proceeded to tell me that his shoes were in the van. (Which there are a pair in the van.) I told him no, and showed him the shoe that I had and told him this one. He didn't really help me look, but I was able to find it. So then last night, I asked him what he wanted to drink with dinner, and he told me juice. I asked him apple juice or orange juice. He reached into the fridge and opened the drawer with the apples. /bonk Not apples or oranges! Apple juice or orange juice. So I assumed because he picked up the apple, that he wanted apple juice, so apple juice is what he got.
Well, I think that is all for now. Remember to say a prayer for those in the military fighting for our freedoms. HOOAH!!
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