I've not posted about Sweeney's burgeoning football career, because it's hardly burgeoned at all. He had two weeks of Little Dribblers and was quite anti the whole thing. Happy to have a kick around, but absolutely no way was he going to stand on a line with the others, or kick the ball into the goal, or run down the pitch ... or even stay on the pitch, actually. Then we rocked along on Sunday, and the team uniforms had arrived. Bliss!! Sweeney was transformed into a dervish in a teeny Portugal strip. He wanted to be with his team. He wanted to run and kick the ball into the goal and through Grandad's legs.
Okay, he kind of lost the plot when it came to playing an actual game, but it's Progress. Big fat significant progress.
In other news, it's raining. It's going to be raining for some time. There may not be football this weekend. Stink.
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Good work Sweeney!
And yes, costumes make all the difference when it comes to getting into character for Aesop too.
Aesop has decided he doesn't like 'exercise' though and asked if there was a group for playing board games.. hmm. Perhaps we just need to tell him about the lack of uniforms in the chess club?
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