A New League

We enrolled Ammon in soccer through the Killingly Rec Center. We thought this would be an activity that he would enjoy, but it's been a challenge. He's had a difficult time socializing with the other children, and struggles with it since he doesn't have control over the situation.

This entire process has been baby steps for us:

(1) Getting Ammon to wear the shirt. It's the #8 and since he's almost four, he insisted that he wear the #4. We talked him into wearing the shirt since 4 + 4=8. He's learning some simple additional now, and he will finally put the shirt on without a fight. Wearing the #8 is even better, because it has 2 fours in it!

(2) Getting him in the car to go to practice or games without a meltdown in the car. No matter how much I tried to prepare him for this transition, he felt so much anxiety. This is still a challenge, but at least now the meltdowns don't happen until we pull into the parking lot for practice.

(3) Not having him yell at the Australian Ref. when he referred to "yellow light" as "orange light," while they were playing red light / green light. It's been three weeks since this happened and Ammon still gets worked up about it. One of the young men from our ward just left for his mission, which he is serving in Australia. Now every time he brings up the situation, we just talk about John-Mark, and it lightens the moment. Ammon absolutely adores him!

(4) Having Ammon kick the ball or participate at all in the activities (This is our current goal for him). He participated last week, which Nate and I were both pretty stoked about.