I Think My 2 Year-Old Son Is Better At Sports Than I Am
2 years, 2 months.
Right now, I think your athletic abilities might be slightly greater than mine. Hopefully, it won’t always be that way. I do plan to catch up, though.
Granted, I won’t always literally be twice your height like I am currently, so I will eventually lose that one advantage over you.
When I was growing up, I wasn’t passionate about kicking and throwing a ball around, like the way you are now.
For your 2nd birthday back in November, you screamed with excitement as you opened your gift from Nonna and Papa:
“A basketball goal!”
It’s still weird to me that A) you knew what it was called and B) you were able to pronounce it clearly enough for everyone to understand you.
Every Sunday morning as Mommy and I walk you past the kids’ basketball court at our church, you ask us, “I play for a few minutes?”
We’re always a solid 10 minutes late for the service now, but I never regret it, as I pick you up high in an attempt for you to slam dunk the ball through the hoop.
It’s not just basketball you have taken an interest in. After dinner now, Mommy and I play our own version of “Monkey in the Middle” with you, in the hallway of our townhouse.
I stand at the entrance of the living room and Mommy stands at the entrance of the dining room. We kick your miniature soccer ball to each other, with the room behind each other serving as the goal.
Meanwhile, you entertain yourself as you kick your orange volleyball in between Mommy and I in our line our fire, giggling yourself silly as you dodge the soccer ball that we kick inches away from you.
I guess you could call it “Dodge-Soccer Volley Monkey-in-the-Middle…”.
You just love the action, as random and technically dangerous as it definitely is.
As you get a little bit older, I”ll get to throw a football back and forth with you in the backyard, as the sun sets and we talk about your day. That’s a very important image in my head.
Playing both real and made-up ball games with you is lot of fun, but more importantly, it gives me a chance to engage you and get to know you better. The older you get, the more it will matter to both of us.
For now, the best benefit about playing “Dodge-Soccer Volley Monkey-in-the-Middle” is that it’s the perfect way to wear you out right before bedtime.
You go down so easily now. Of course, you sleep with your soccer ball in your bed every night. Sometimes, it’s the orange volleyball too.
If only I were making that up.