Grey Team

I tell ya, my little soccer team is the light of my week. I love coaching them, watching them run around in God knows what direction, listening to the rediculous things they have to say. I have to remind them constantly which way to kick the ball, to pay attention to the fact that we're still playing a game, and to stick that action figure back in your pocket and keep playing hard. I have them repeat things back to me (I hear that works) but as soon as the whistle blows they do the exact opposite. If you've been around me for 10 seconds, you know that I'm more competetive than you are. But I really like what those 5 & 6 year-olds can show me about myself. After the game whether they lose 10-0 (which has happened) or win by 4 goals, the most exciting part of their saturday is of course...the snack. I don't even have time to talk to them after the game, they're already headed straight for the capri-suns and oatmeal pies. With childrens it's all about the little stuff. They're content with next to nothing. I sure wish I could be like that. Instead I want to take over the world, be the boss, win every game, constantly move on to something better and bigger. Contentment is a good good thing and I don't know if it's something you can learn, but I could use a big dose of it lately. Word.