My son is one of a kind. He’s so low key that in a house full of loud, outspoken girls he flies under the radar a majority of the time. He is rarely in my random photo captures and doesn’t cause problems or get into trouble. He’s a good kid, likes to hang out with other good kids, and doesn’t require much “attention” aside from me having to tell him ten million times to make his bed and take out the trash lol That sounds horrible, I know. It’s sort of like the old adage that the squeaky wheel gets the oil or whatever… he’s not nearly as squeaky as the rest of his siblings so we forget about him. I’m TOTALLY joking. And I’m making myself sound like a terrible mother so I’m going to stop typing now.
No I’m not.
All of that is an intro to where my son completely dominates our lives and that is FOOTBALL SEASON. When the fall rolls around, that’s Tre’s time to shine… and SHINE, he does. This is his first season in Georgia and the first season he’s played since we moved from Louisiana in October of 2010 so I figured he would be super rusty and was almost afraid that he wouldn’t get much playing time since he was coming into an area where there would already be players who have established their presence.
BOY, was I wrong. He is the starting quarterback and middle linebacker for his team — the Dacula Falcons (10 year old division). Today, they had their second scrimmage (I missed the first one when I took Barry to the airport Wednesday so I didn’t get any video of that one…) and he did very well. He’s still getting the hang of the quarterback position but he’s got a great arm on him and I foresee greatness in the coming weeks — just gotta work on steering clear of those interceptions ;)
The other day, Barry was laying in bed and he started smiling and said, “It’s crazy. Our kids are all old enough to have personalities. They’re like… they’re really people.” I feel the same way. I mean, all of our kids had their own personalities from the time they were babies, but as they get older, their individuality is much more pronounced. With Tre, it’s much more subtle than with the girls. They are themselves and you can’t help but to know it LOL! Tre is himself, but it takes a little effort to get to know him — he’s a bright, pleasant boy but he doesn’t have an in-your-face demeanor. He’s so much like his Daddy in SO many ways, that being one of them. And football is where it all comes together — where he’s totally in his element and his person comes to life… watching him play reminds me of watching Barry play when we were in high school. All over the field. Wanting to be involved in everything.
I’m proud of my son for all the effort and dedication he’s putting into getting a handle on his responsibilities on and off the field — on the field to earn his position and off the field to earn the privilege of playing. Over the next few weeks, there will be plenty of pictures and videos to capture the beginning of the next generation of the legacy my husband started. Football paid Barry’s way through college, took him all the way to the professional level, and developed within him all the characteristics that made him the man he is today. I can’t wait to see where the pigskin takes our son as he retraces his father’s footsteps.