Hummingbird Soccer

Today was the first day of spring soccer for the boys.  This is the first time that Lex has played any type of organized sport, and technically, he isn't even old enough yet.  The league is meant for 3 to 4.5 year olds.  I registered both my boys, both of whom fall just outside that age range.

Yes, I am *that* parent. 

But Connor isn't 5 yet (and he won't be before the season ends), and Lex isn't going to sit on the sidelines any longer.  He is bigger than many 3 year-olds, and he has been playing soccer with Connor at home for ages, so he has a good skill set. 

I swear I would have registered them both for appropriate age leagues if any others had been available.  But there was only one soccer group, and the ages were set at 3 to 4.5, which I deemed were close enough. 

The league coordinator called me to discuss the ages of the boys, but I didn't offer to take them out of the league, so she had me call the coach.  I told him that I would remove my child from the field if he caused a problem for anyone else at any time, which would be the case even if they were 3 to 4.5 years old.  So, he agreed to let them play as long as there were no problems.

And there weren't.  But I still felt like *that* parent.  I'm sure I will get over it.  Especially if they keep participating so well.