Later on today, Milin will wear his first football kit and go to his first football lesson. I’ll be there, watching from the side of the hall, and probably feeling like the proudest, happiest mum in the world.
Tony thinks I might be being over-eager. He’s not so sure that we needed to book our two-year-old son into a term of football with Little Kickers. I don’t agree.
Milin loves kicking a ball about. He’s loved doing it since he could stand on his own two feet alone. He kicks with purpose, he’s got a good aim and sends the ball off, fast, in the direction he wants it to go. He can kind-of tackle and dribble. He gets the concept of a goal – and he’s also watched enough football on TV to get the concept of a dive too. He is used to following instructions and a classroom environment thanks to nursery.
I know we will spend the next decade at after-school clubs. I know we have years of early starts on cold Saturday mornings ahead of us to spend on the sidelines of the hockey or rugby or football pitch. I know I’ll probably tire of the endless sports activities. But I still think Milin’s ready for Little Kickers.
If he isn’t, that’s fine. We’ll try again another month or year.
Yesterday was the last day of the football season. We of course had the crucial games on the TV, it was a rainy afternoon and Milin and Jasmin had their toys strewn across the lounge. Until Milin wanted to try his kit on. “It’s my football kit. This is my football kit.” He kept on repeating this to us. He was so proud.
Milin barely stood still for long enough for me to get a photo of him in his first kit. He was so excited about wearing it, and so excited about the prospect of starting football lessons, that he ran around even faster than normal. He kicked, saved, dived – he loved every second of being a footballer.
Looking at my beautiful little boy in his first kit made my heart swell. I know there will be many more kits. Whether he chooses netball or rugby or football – whatever it is, I hope he will grow up loving sports. He might be too young to understand much about the game of football. But today, he’s a little boy in his first kit who knows you’ve just got to kick the ball. He knows it’s fun and feels good and something you can work hard to get better at. I don’t think he’s too young to be learning any of that.