Lex's final spring soccer game

Lex's last soccer game for the spring season was last week.  He fell asleep in the car on the way to the field, and he was groggy and grumpy for the entire game.



He actually didn't play much, but we stuck around anyways, because I knew that he wanted the trophy at the end.

He had been looking forward to getting a trophy at the end of his season ever since Connor got his trophy.



But then they weren't passing out trophies, they were passing out medals instead.  You see, Connor and Lex were in two different leagues.



Lex walked up to accept his medal, and simply asked if he could have a trophy instead.  I am proud of him for that.  The kid knows his mind, and he isn't afraid to ask for what he wants.



The coach very nicely explained that there weren't any trophies to be had, and that medals were better anyways because you can wear them.

Lex was not impressed.  He was groggy and grumpy and tired and hungry and he had been looking forward to a trophy just like his brother's, and so he walked away with tears in his eyes and as soon as he was clear of the area, he threw a huge fit.

So I tried to explain to him that in life, he and his brother were going to have different experiences sometimes, and that would be alright.  But he is only three years old, and I don't know how much he really heard.

At first he hated the medal, and he didn't want anything to do with it.  Since then, a few days have passed, and he has received some compliments on his medal, and I think he is starting to warm up to it.