A few nights ago at family prayer, it was Lu's turn to say it.
She pretty much says the same things each time, and has graduated from parroting me to saying her own.
Those prayers are awesome.
That night she prayed we'd all be good. And safe. And nice.
Then she prayed that J would NOT fat out on the couch and get in trouble the next day.
Amen, Sister.
Showing posts with label J. Show all posts
Showing posts with label J. Show all posts
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Playing QB
J's true love in life thus far is football.
When he was younger he played line both ways. My advice to him was always to do his best and let the coach know he'd be willing to play whatever, whenever. He's a boy who decides he's going to get something done and rarely lets anything get in his way. I think that's one of his best traits. He gets to practice early, and stays late. He watches old high school game films. He watches college and pro games. He knows names, stats, histories. He reads plays, he analyses film. It's taught him some really good stuff that I'll explain more about here. He has dreams of his own for his future.
It's his thing.
And I love what it's doing for him.
He plays linebacker on defense. A position that he excels at, if I can be a little partial.
He's also playing quarterback.
I'll be honest. I like him better on defense.
Obviously it's a team sport, but QB's are leaders on the field. Everyone looks to him. Now that he is one, I'm regretting every nasty thing I've ever said about any QB in the history of ever. He's fine with it, by the way, it's me who has anxiety. Call me crazy, but someone saying something negative about one of my own isn't my favorite even if it is true. He has a huge bulls eye on his chest and it's not called "tackle" for nothing. The mother in me cringes a little when I think of someone bear hugging him to the ground on purpose.
Thing is, he's doing really well and he's learned so much. He's learning all these things about the game, and those same things he can apply off the field.
Things like how important good communication is and how to talk to others. How to be frustrated and be polite. How to lift others up and how to set clear expectations. How to speak his mind under pressure. How to tune out noise. How important practice and preparation are. Also how frustrating it is when he's unsure of what is expected of him and how to ask for clarity. Or how to keep going when it's hard and mistakes have been made and the clock is ticking. How to give his all and how it feels when others don't, and when others do. How to treat others to bring out the best in them. How to help others dig deep and go further than they think they can. How to do that himself. How much it hurts to get up Sunday morning and go to church with turf burn and how much he needs to be there anyway. How much he needs his linemen to protect him. How much he doesn't want to let others down.
Those are pretty valuable lessons in life.
Love that boy.
When he was younger he played line both ways. My advice to him was always to do his best and let the coach know he'd be willing to play whatever, whenever. He's a boy who decides he's going to get something done and rarely lets anything get in his way. I think that's one of his best traits. He gets to practice early, and stays late. He watches old high school game films. He watches college and pro games. He knows names, stats, histories. He reads plays, he analyses film. It's taught him some really good stuff that I'll explain more about here. He has dreams of his own for his future.
It's his thing.
And I love what it's doing for him.
He plays linebacker on defense. A position that he excels at, if I can be a little partial.
He's also playing quarterback.
I'll be honest. I like him better on defense.
Obviously it's a team sport, but QB's are leaders on the field. Everyone looks to him. Now that he is one, I'm regretting every nasty thing I've ever said about any QB in the history of ever. He's fine with it, by the way, it's me who has anxiety. Call me crazy, but someone saying something negative about one of my own isn't my favorite even if it is true. He has a huge bulls eye on his chest and it's not called "tackle" for nothing. The mother in me cringes a little when I think of someone bear hugging him to the ground on purpose.
Thing is, he's doing really well and he's learned so much. He's learning all these things about the game, and those same things he can apply off the field.
Things like how important good communication is and how to talk to others. How to be frustrated and be polite. How to lift others up and how to set clear expectations. How to speak his mind under pressure. How to tune out noise. How important practice and preparation are. Also how frustrating it is when he's unsure of what is expected of him and how to ask for clarity. Or how to keep going when it's hard and mistakes have been made and the clock is ticking. How to give his all and how it feels when others don't, and when others do. How to treat others to bring out the best in them. How to help others dig deep and go further than they think they can. How to do that himself. How much it hurts to get up Sunday morning and go to church with turf burn and how much he needs to be there anyway. How much he needs his linemen to protect him. How much he doesn't want to let others down.
Those are pretty valuable lessons in life.
Love that boy.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
J
J. Is. AWESOME.
This statement does not, however, mean he is not without fault. Believe me, I know when he tidys up the bathroom and makes his bed that he wants something. He's a bit of an antagonizer with his siblings and doesn't like to fold anyone else's laundry but his own. He's also just starting to tackle his teenage years so I have to be at least a little understanding, right?
But oh, the list of good things about this boy that I could come up with.
First of all he's smart. I mean really smart. It worries me a little that he is going to at some point get caught in a class that is really going to make him work and I don't want to see him crumble. But he's very good at getting stuff done when he decides he's going to do it.
He's got a huge heart, I mean seriously huge. He has boxes that he likes the things of life to fit in, which sometimes is a little hard for him to manage. He's a sweetheart though. Loves his sister and takes good care of her. Just when I think he's merely tolerating his brother, he does something crazy and sticks up for him. He's also very good to his grandmas. I credit Mr. Man mostly for that.
He's pretty particular who he places his alliances with. I don't mind this, honestly. I'm kind of glad he doesn't just automatically trust everyone. I hope as he gets older and starts dating that this is especially true. Building a relationship with someone you love that's based on things like friendship. Honesty. Charity. I hope he continues to have a lot of good friends and a lot of good fun but I hope he saves himself for a very special girl and doesn't treat love like it's common place. Having something eternal is something pretty great.
He's my boy that is able to gut-it-up and do the right thing when he needs to. I think that's a rare trait. Sometimes I worry that we put too much pressure on him, but he is an amazing young man and I firmly believe he has great things in his future. He's driven and when he decides to do something you might as well just get out of his way. I hope this becomes a life long habit of his.
He has such a huge chunk of my heart that sometimes I think it will burst.
This statement does not, however, mean he is not without fault. Believe me, I know when he tidys up the bathroom and makes his bed that he wants something. He's a bit of an antagonizer with his siblings and doesn't like to fold anyone else's laundry but his own. He's also just starting to tackle his teenage years so I have to be at least a little understanding, right?
But oh, the list of good things about this boy that I could come up with.
First of all he's smart. I mean really smart. It worries me a little that he is going to at some point get caught in a class that is really going to make him work and I don't want to see him crumble. But he's very good at getting stuff done when he decides he's going to do it.
He's got a huge heart, I mean seriously huge. He has boxes that he likes the things of life to fit in, which sometimes is a little hard for him to manage. He's a sweetheart though. Loves his sister and takes good care of her. Just when I think he's merely tolerating his brother, he does something crazy and sticks up for him. He's also very good to his grandmas. I credit Mr. Man mostly for that.
He's pretty particular who he places his alliances with. I don't mind this, honestly. I'm kind of glad he doesn't just automatically trust everyone. I hope as he gets older and starts dating that this is especially true. Building a relationship with someone you love that's based on things like friendship. Honesty. Charity. I hope he continues to have a lot of good friends and a lot of good fun but I hope he saves himself for a very special girl and doesn't treat love like it's common place. Having something eternal is something pretty great.
He's my boy that is able to gut-it-up and do the right thing when he needs to. I think that's a rare trait. Sometimes I worry that we put too much pressure on him, but he is an amazing young man and I firmly believe he has great things in his future. He's driven and when he decides to do something you might as well just get out of his way. I hope this becomes a life long habit of his.
He has such a huge chunk of my heart that sometimes I think it will burst.
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