Disappointed in himself
Zander played in his first little rugby match today. The pre-schools play against each other, regardless of the ages of the kids in the school. He has been looking forward to this all week. For the past two days, he wore a scrum cap all the time.
Zander was the youngest out of the lot but played his little heart out. Until he got the ball and the entire lot fell on top of him. My poor little boy hurt his leg and cried. My heart broke for him. I picked him up and did my Mommy thing. Uncle Michael did the uncle thing and motivated him to go back on.
I was so proud when he did. What a big thing for a little boy to do. However….he got the ball and just stood there. The referee gave him a tiny push, thinking that would get him going. Not Zander. Don’t push him. He started crying and that was the end of it for him.
Of course we gave high-fives when he walked off. Told him he played well. Generally making him out as the hero.
He cried. Again told him that he played so well, then he turned to me, with a knowing look in his eye and said: “ I didn’t play well”
He said that because he expected himself to play better.
He is 3 years old and he expected better. Maybe he thought he would be able to play like his brothers. Whatever the reason, he was disappointed in himself. This is a side of him I have never seen.
My heart broke for him!