Soccer Camp

Lucy and her bed bud, Ronin, did a week long British soccer camp last week.  Every day for an hour and a half they learned how to handle the ball, some of the rules of the game and did soccer drills, played games and scrimmaged one another.  Each day, she loved it, even when the weather was fiercely humid and hot.  On the last day they did an extended scrimmage for the parents and a short awards ceremony (think clapping, high fives and a glowing report card for each child).  Her coach was Coach Rufus, from Ireland, and he was great with the kids.  Lucy loved him and loved coming home and telling me all about him, Ireland, and his family ("Did you know that it rains a lot more in Ireland than it does here?  Did you know that Coach Rufus has 5 brothers and 3 sisters?  Did you know that Coach Rufus is going to London when he leaves here?).
The final scrimmage was great and they actually played better than I thought they would.  The funniest part is that they would celebrate so much after each score that they would allow the other team to score immediately afterwards.  Ronin and Lucy were also very concerned with keeping score and keeping tabs on who scored the most.  Not really competing with each other, more trying to make sure all was even.  I got a video of one of Ronin's goals and the other video shows Lucy scoring right at the beginning, it isn't very clear that it is her, but it is.  I think they each scored 2 or 3 goals.
It was a good week and a good second introduction to soccer and Lucy is asking if she can play more this fall.  We'll see.  She also has been asking for more gymnastics this fall and has actually been told by her current teachers that she has "natural talent" and is "very strong and athletic" and that maybe she should try a more structured gymnastics class at a real gym, not a rec center.  Add swimming to the mix and we have quite the budding athlete on our hands. 
For now, we wrap up tumbling this week and the pool will be closing in a few.  We'll look at fall soccer leagues to help her burn off some of her energy and to see if the interest continues.  Looks like I might end up being a soccer mom afterall. Or a gymnastics mom.  Or swimming.  Or whatever she tries next.