Football

This summer and fall meant a lot of one thing for Logan (and us): football! Logan joined his high school football team and spent part of most summer days at camp, every day after school once school started at practice, and Friday night at football games. Since he didn't play last year, he did not play much in the games, but I was really proud of him because he worked hard to learn the plays, gave his all in practice, and had a good attitude about mostly standing on the sidelines at the games. Their team had a winning record of 5:4, with most of the losses being very close.

Jason was the only parent who volunteered to be on the chain gang at home games, so I sat in the stands alone. I love my son more than I love football, so I always brought a book. More than one spectator had a chuckle at that.

Eli was one of the heroes of the season because he watched Jake for us every time (after the first game that everyone went to) so Jason and I could go. I REALLY appreciated that. I also really appreciated one of Logan's teammate's parents who carpooled with us; I didn't even meet them until most of the way through the season, but they are some of my new favorite people.

Logan has said he learned some good lessons during his season: life isn't fair (the whole team doing up/downs because a handful of teammates were mouthing off), how to advocate for himself, how to ask questions when he didn't understand, how to work hard for a goal, and more. It was a good experience for him.