Master O started soccer training tonight.  First night back and he got through the drills well and even scored a goal in the practice game.  I wish he realised his potential.  I don't push him but there are times I want to yell 'come on Osc' from the sideline.  My mum was always so encouraging, never pushy or adding pressure when I was competing in gymnastics.  I hope I remain that way with the kids but I know there are times when the competitive me is dancing on the inside wanting to push them a little harder as their both very fortunate natural athletes.

After training we played in the park for a while.  The kids spun themselves dizzy on the tea cup.  They laughed, and laughed until they couldn't sit straight and practically rolled out of the tea cup.  It was so funny.