Mud, rain and being a boy

Let's get this straight. I don't like sports at all. Especially football. But this afternoon little Benjamin suggested we go to the local park and play football. What is a father to do? Play football naturally!

It was great fun. He has quite a good kick considering how seldom he's played with a ball. It is not terribly powerful but it is pretty accurate. More amazing than that, as far as I am concerned, is that we were playing in a drizzle. Now Benjamin has a minor fit if he gets wet or dirty, but this afternoon he happily got both rather soggy AND muddy in the pursuit of his sport. What made the trip to the park even better was that his big brother was having a kick about with a friend of his (these are two big lads, around 16years older than Benjamin) and when they'd finished they came over an played passing and goal scoring with him. He thought it was splendid and was so grateful that they'd done so. "I'm very lucky boy to have them play football with me".