Zane's Last Soccer Game of the Season

Well, he came a long way from that first day stepping out onto the practice field.  From not wanting to let go of his daddy's leg, to barely even coming to the sideline to be by his daddy.  From not wanting anything to do with his teammates, to working together as a team with his teammates.  From not having a name, to having a name, and shouting that name, "Tornadoes!!" into the cold afternoon air.  Zane had become a soccer player!  

The last game of the season.  It was cold.  It was the coldest day that they had had a game yet.  The boys were bundled up in their winter coats, hats, and gloves.  At times, you couldn't even tell which team was which.  But that was okay.  They all played, and even the coach's son (who had spent pretty much every previous game crying and not wanting anything to do with the game) made a goal!  It was a great game, and even though the other team had some soccer prodigy on their team who kept scoring on us, the boys still had a good time.

The team also got their trophies after the game.  That was all that Zane talked about before the game, and when he finally got his, the look on his face was priceless!  He was so proud!  And I was so proud!  I almost cried.  (But I didn't.) 

So, now that the soccer season has ended, I guess we'll be checking out what he might try next.  I know that the YMCA (which is who he played soccer through) has tee ball for the little ones too.  There's also a karate studio that we know the owner of, and that might be kind of interesting, as well.  

Anyway, time for pictures!!  Enjoy!

Zane got to kick off twice during his last game.

My little popsicle soccer player.  It was so cold!

All hands in for the last time...

... "Tornadoes!!!"

Look at that face!!  He is so proud and happy!

And Mommy is very happy and proud of her little soccer player, too!