Sports Bugs

The gym I belong to offers sports camps for kids in the summer. We enrolled The Boy in the Sports Bugs session this week, every morning from 9:30 to 11:00. This camp includes one hour of play involving kicking, throwing, and catching, and 30 minutes in the pool. Sports Bugs are 2-4 years old. There are about 20 boys and girls enrolled in this session, with three teachers, god bless them. I took him yesterday and stayed the first day to see what was involved.

It was a riot. The majority of kids were in the 2-3 year range, many of them wandering aimlessly around the gym or to their backpacks to have a sip of juice. They ran from hot lava, skipped (nothing is funnier than watching boys try to skip), and galloped. They picked up scattered tennis balls and ran to put them in their team's bucket. They crawled through hula hoops. This one was particularly difficult as most of the kids preferred to play with the hoops as opposed to holding them so others could crawl through them.

The Boy is athletically inclined and very coordinated. He has been ice skating since he was 24 months old. We play baseball, hockey, soccer, and football in the yard year round. He was very excited to attend sports camp.

Yesterday as one of the teachers was TALKING, giving instruction to these little souls all in a row on the black line, The Boy looks over at me and yells, "Mom, some of the kids aren't paying very good attention, are they." (ETA Apparently my boy is so talented that he can listen and talk at the same time!)

I was so proud.