More fun

Zander is sick. He has a real bad cough and all the other fun stuff that goes with that.
Jason had his last rugby game for the year this morning and since there was only enough boys to fill one team, we decided to dress Zander real warm and drive the 100 km to the town where they would be playing.

Only to get there and see ONE other boy. One. We waited and minutes before the first game was to start, another boy arrived. That’s it. No-one else came! We drove ALL the way out there and the other parents just didn’t pitch up. Sommer so.

We organized one game for the boys by getting the opposing team to lend us some of their players. Just to let them play. We then had to cancel the other games they were to play.

The boys did end up having a lot of fun though. They loved this big slide and had lots of fun on it. Got really wild after a while too. No fear.

 

End of an era

When Quintus played his last match on Saturday, he also played his very last game in little league rugby. His very last match in that rugby jersey.
No more ‘Welpie” rugby for him. No more medal after every match. No more coach right on the field. Normal 15 man rugby. On the big big rugby field. It has gone too quickly.
We are all so very proud of their little team. They won all their games on Saturday. Against schools from the big cities. One of those school lost their very first match of the year against us. Go boys!

Jason did so well. They played their very first tackle rugby matches. So proud. He got in a couple of very good tackles and even though they lost, they did darn well. He enjoyed himself so much and in the end that is all that counts.

I had a lovely birthday. I got spoiled. Tommie bought me tripod that is just everything I want it to be. Perfect for the rugby. I could go on about it but if you don’t love photography like me, it might bore you! Quintus bought me the diamond ring I wanted. Jason bought me a box of chocolates that my hips didn’t need but I wanted. They wrote in a birthday card for me. Zander as well. My mom said his was saying “Love you Mammie” as he was ‘writing’. SO darn cute.

Today is my mom’s birthday. I was born just 3 hours too early to celebrate my birthday with her. I still think they should have lied on the birth certificate!
Happy birthday Mom. We are so thankful that you are our mom and Ouma.

 

Lots of support

What a handsome little rugby player

Originally uploaded by SuperMom2Boys

Just for today…this morning, Jason wasn’t a middle child. He was the only child. He was the only one playing rugby with his entire family supporting him. And it showed. He played so well. He was totally into the game and enjoyed it tremendously.

The sweetest thing was how his girl friends came to support him. They were playing netball but in between games two of them came over to watch him play. His one little friend even waited an hour to support him. He is such a lady’s man. I love the relationship he has with these girls.

I’m so proud of this little guy.

 

What are we teaching them?

I have written on many occasions about parent’s attitude next to the rugby field.  Yes, rugby is a passionate game.  Especially so in our country.  However our kids are babies little children!  Let’s just leave them to learn and enjoy the game.

Today we had another ‘incident’ between a parent and a referee (who by default is also a parent).   Thankfully neither of them from our school (we are very much against that kind of behaviour) and it also doesn’t involve either one of my boys’ age groups.

As I understand it, the parent got upset with the referee for whatever reason and decided that it was reason enough to walk onto the field, and hit and kick the referee in front of 6 year old children!  At a GRADE 1 rugby match!  So badly that he broke the referee’s nose.  In front of 6 year old kids!

What on earth does that teach our children!?  This is absolutely shocking behaviour.  I am appalled.  Parents like those should be banned from matches.  This is not what I want my kids to think of these games.  I want them to enjoy it.  First and foremost.

Thankfully that is exactly what my kids did.  The totally enjoyed it.  Quintus scored a try and played with his heart.  Passion written all over his face.  Jason actually played today.  Well too.   He was wherever the ball was.  Doing his absolute best. 

Very proud of my two boys.  May they always first enjoy the game and treat their opponents with respect.