Twin boy is becoming a young man in front of me, his hands reside somewhere near his manhood at all times and he is brewing a dislike of all things girlie.
His love affair with the great British sport of football is fully underway and I despair daily when I have to put away the shredded remains of the wrappers of his Euro 12 stickers. I have one grown man firmly stapled to the sofa whilst bigger men run around on the TV chasing a ball and one smaller man seizing every opportunity to take his little foot and welly a ball against my garage door.
Saturday mornings are a relief, the football mad boys leave the house for twin boys weekly match and us girls get down to some serious lady time; this weekend involved breakfast in bed and a Barbie kidnapping by evil Buzz Lightyear.
The minutes passed by and suddenly they were home again, a flustered, red faced six year old boy and his proud beaming Daddy.
‘I scored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’ cried my son bounding into the room with glee.
‘They lost’ whispered he who helped create them but continued to smile.
Curious I grabbed his arm and we went into the kitchen to talk away from little ears.
‘He missed a goal,’ said he who helped create them, ‘he literally did an outstanding tackle, charged down the pitch, belted it in and it went wide of the post.’
‘But he said he scored?’ I questioned, confused.
‘He did,’ grinned he who helped create them, ‘two minutes later Fred was aiming at the goal, he kicked the ball, Twin Boy ran in front of it and the ball smacked him on the chest and went flying into the goal.’
He who helped create them paused momentarily.
‘Then he came running over to me and said “I scored Daddy; I scored with my heart”’
That’s my boy!
Always shoot from the heart; it can never fail to go in…..
Ahhh that’s lovely. My OH is mental about football and trying to drum
Into Z now.
Its very cute! still hate the sport though!
I have this exact same thing in my house. Fully grown man, totally obsessed, 7 yo now completely brain washed & not happy unless every minute of his day involves football, 4yo currently being worked on by other two! The way the next boy on its way to our house is kicking me, I can see him being just as bad! No female company to save me, but I’m keeping my eye on the future when they are all away to matches on Saturdays!
I like that, glass half full and all!
Bless him. Encourage that winning streak – he could earn you some good money in the future, I hear professional footballers do quite well?!
ahh that’s so cute!
I have 3 football mad males in the house & a garden too small which means my spuds are taking the brunt of their footie habit at the moment, no doubt the apple tree will feel the force in a few weeks..
x
Poor apples
I have a footie mad 7yr old yet neither me and hubby have ever been so inclined ourselves. Grandpa is to blame, he has him supporting his team and takes him to training every Friday which he loves – but not as much as Grandpa who says it’s essential entertainment, he comes home crying with tears at the sight of 22 boys running after a ball with no comprehension of positions!
So now we are also Euro obsessed and suddenly hubby is watching and yelling at tv too!! x
Boys – so predictable! x
That’s gorgeous
Love the sound of your girlie time! Looking forward to that when my two are older – but I think the boys will be off fishing… Think I’d prefer them to go to football!
at least they come back with food?
I wish…
not good fishers? or do they bring back a load of old boots….
Aah, what a star!
He is very cute! x
My phone just gave me a new name
LOL!!!
Don’t knock it
Just think of all the girlie shopping you’ll be able to do while the matches are on 
Fair point well made!
Aww my oldest loved football. It is such a proud daddy moment isn’t it. x
yes x
Don’t encourage this.
It becomes more competitive.
Your life will revolve around training evenings and weekend matches.
Stop him now before he gets any better.
Get him a sewing kit or something.
He is doing a trial dance class on Monday! *skips a little* is going to be next Billy Elliot
I have somehow managed to totally avoid football…OH not interested, DS1 (16yrs) not interested, nor DS2 (14yrs). DD had a very brief fling with it, playing for her first school two or three times but got bored quickly. I am praying that Bonus Boy doesn’t rebel against us and don the studs!
I love that he scored from the heart though…that’s gorgeous!
thanks
What a star. Such a ‘heart’ will always mean he’s a winner!!
He’d like to think so!