Soccer may not be The Boy's thing. He played in kindergarten and successfully avoided the ball all season, until scoring one magic winning goal in the last game of the year. We were bad parents though, and instead of building on that momentum, we skipped indoor (winter) soccer and then skipped 1st grade soccer altogether (we missed the cut off, he didn't seem to care enough for us to beg our way onto a team, we were too busy to push it). But he wanted to try again this year in 2nd grade so here we are, every weekend and Thursday night. Except it's been social hour for him, not a sport, and he's perfectly happy sitting on the bench, goofing off with his buddies. You know how cute it is when the preschoolers pick daisies and roll in the grass during games? Not so cute when it's your 7 year old and all his teammates are playing hard around him. For the record, he wasn't actually picking daisies but he was definitely in a fog - more than one ball went *swoosh* right by him without a reaction.
Stretching? Yoga? Victory holla'? I'll never tell.
We're not signing him for inter-state tournament play anytime soon and he's still the kid with the most bench time (& today we had to talk to him about not lying down on the bench while benched. Gah!), but we have progress! and growth! We also now have the brilliant realization that my son is a visual learner, just like his mommy and his sister.
What does this have to do with Down syndrome and 31 for 21 you ask? Ummmm....
Well, since this is now four paragraphs long, I'm going to pass it off as a post:
Parenting any child can be hard. I've said this before & I will continue to repeat it. Your kid will not excel at everything and every individual has their own quirks and their own learning styles. Sometimes you have to thrash around a bit to figure it out, no matter the chromosomal count.