Yesterday Enoch had his first soccer game. He runs around and plays hard with me at home, but he was completely intimidated with all the other kids. He mostly just walked around and made funny faces, looking at the ground, while the other kids chased the ball around. If the ball came towards him, he would walk away. It's hard as a parent because we just want him to have fun and run around and kick the ball. Sounds pretty doable to me and I remember loving soccer when I was 4-5, but I guess it intimadates Enoch. We went home and played soccer outside and I kicked the ball really hard at him all the time, knocking him over a lot. I tried to convince him that I'm bigger and meaner than the other kids, so if he can play with me than he can play with the other kids. Hopefully it worked. Told him that as long as he tries, we are happy, but he has to at least try. Next week he promised to try to run around and kick the ball.
Hopefully he gains some confidence! If he would try and believe in himself, he would actually be quite good. He's good with me at home, that's for sure!