We’re on a roll, managing to be up and dressed in plenty of time for Rugbytots on a Saturday morning. Class four was way more hectic today as the majority of the children decided that any whistle was for them and ran regardless of the instructions. It was so much fun to watch and I caught myself laughing out loud as the poor coaches were trying to round up 8 rampant toddlers on the loose.
We started off with the warm up which Jensen is able to do all by himself now, with no direction from us! Then we did some physio, which Jensen enjoyed ~ Dadda lifting his legs for him whilst he relaxed on his spongy ball!
|I could get used to this, Dadda!|
Soon we were onto skills and Jensen managed to pick up not just one but two cones on his race up the hall! We were very proud and cheering him on.
|Two hands, two cones… No problems.|
Then we did balancing ~ they run and get a cone and have to make it back down the hall with it on their heads. Sometimes we let go, sometimes we hold on tight.
I’m constantly amazed by his talent. It makes me cheer out loud even when other parents restrain themselves. I want him to know I’m there, and I’m so heart burstingly proud of him. I never want him to doubt that I’m on his team.
|This time we made it without holding on!|
Finally for today came the relay. Our coach called two out at a time but as today they all seemed full of crazy beans, everyone was running. Jensen scored his try (see ball in hoop) and ran around the cone…
Picking it back up, all I could see was a mini scrum half (number 9, if you don’t play). Everything about him screams rugby player to me. Maybe (definitely) because I’m biased, but also because he seems to have it. His head is up, he’s reaching and his stance is all ready to pass out to his fly half from the scrum. Ahh, I can’t wait to see him on the field on day…
|Our Little Scrum Half 🙂|
We took a little rest before a game of tag rugby with the Daddas and then it was time for stickers and home. Jensen Indiana managed to fly through the air and land with a smack on the floor today. We had a few tears, but a quick hug from Dadda and some kind words from the coach and he was back to his happy, racing self. He showed me his brave knee at the end. His first rugby injury. He was so pleased with the fact there was a mark there for us all to kiss. And of course, we did….many times.
You had an amazing lesson today and we’re so proud of you, Jensen Indiana. You’re becoming a more confident, self assured little boy every day and we couldn’t be happier for you. <3