(noun) showing love for one’s offspring

Spent the last two Saturdays watching Cademan play soccer. His soccer skills are not genetic, as Keith nor I spent any time playing the sport when we were younger. I never wanted to do that much running at one time. Volleyball or cheerleading however were right up my alley – required athleticism but no extended running. Keith played everything and played it well. However, he only spent one season playing soccer. Needless to say, when Cade developed his love for soccer, neither of us knew anything about the sport. Three seasons later, we are a little more informed about soccer and amazed at Cade’s skills.

I wanted to post a video of him that I quickly put together this afternoon. But I don’t want this post to be all about his kickin’ soccer skills (pun intended). I wanted to crow about what a great kid he is. His is one of the most tender-hearted pre-teen boys I know – by no means is he a momma’s boy- but he is quick to stand up for less fortunate kids and does not like for anyone to be mistreated. He makes me laugh on a daily basis and never fails to share his love for his family (well, maybe his little sister but that is to be expected). He’s a hard worker and very bright. His strong determination will make him a force to be reckoned with when he faces anything that he wants to accomplish.

I love that little man and I’m so proud he belongs to me. Cade’s Soccer Saturday