Lacrosse

I've never been much of a sports fan, not even when I was a cheerleader during my junior year of high school. It never really interested me much, and it wasn't a big deal.

Until I met Scott and started having kids.

Scott played soccer growing up, and he's always a lifelong, die-hard Pittsburgh Steelers fan. When Ryan was born, he passed on his love of sports to him. From the time Ryan could walk, he's loved sports: basketball, soccer, football, you name it, it fascinated him. When he was old enough to play, we had him playing soccer and flag football for the recreational league where we live. But, it wasn't until this past fall that Ryan finally found his passion.

Lacrosse.

I had never heard of lacrosse, but it's a Native American game that's been around for a long time. Ryan has been enthusiastic about other sports before, but his whole demeanor changes when he talks about lacrosse: his face lights up, there's a goofy smile on his face, and his voice takes on a sort of reverence when he speaks about it. It's amusing and impressive at the same time.

He's come a long way since that first season last fall, and now he's playing for a competitive team here in Utah. He's always had great coordination, but when I watch him play lacrosse I am so blown away by his skills.

I think he's found his sport. And, it makes me, as a mom, really proud that he's found something he's so passionate about.