Little Man's Inaugural Flag Football Season!

Okay, peeps.

We're trucking along and so fluffing close to the school year finish line!

In the week since my last post, we've experienced approximately 2,743 concerts, events and commitments (I kid, but only a little). The poor hubby is powering through an insane work week, the MAYhem is close to wrapping up, but not quite, and...we're basically just trying to hold on for dear life until we make it to this Memorial Day Weekend!

The kiddos still have school next week, but it's basically just a free-for-all involving a lot of awards ceremonies and half days, so...

The Summer. Is Nearly. Upon Us.

(Heaven help us all!)

I'll try my best to catch-up and share all the lovely milestones we've been hitting over the past few weeks as I'm able to devote brain power to posting.

But, for now, I'm going to share the easiest and liveliest of activities:

Little Man's Inaugural Flag Football Season!

I'll be honest: if you know me, you know sportsball (of any variety, ha) is not really my thing.

But I've been more than enthusiastic in my pursuit of finding leagues and teams and camps for Little Man's participation, because he's a boy with a lot of energy, and a lot of athletic interests--which I love!

I've been so pleased to see him rotate among so many sports over the years, never honing in on one to the detriment of others, and though that's a questionable tactic in a state like Texas, where many parents push their kids towards one professional sporting track as early as seven years old...I'm sticking to my opinion that I want Little Man to enjoy as many and as varied interests, for as long as humanly possible!

I would follow his lead if he ever expressed a myopic interest, but...for now, he continues to toggle--happily so!--and we just follow!

The hubby has been a rockstar over many years, coaching alternating seasons of soccer and basketball, and helping to shuttle Little Man to his table tennis that he loved for quite some time.

Although I would rank those three sports as Little Man's Top Three, he's always had an interest in football, and that interest has increased as some of his buddies have set their sights on professional teams they follow, or the idea of playing team sports for their school district in the future.

The fantastic thing about living here for as long as we have (!) is that we know people. Parents. Kids. Families with like-minded sons who tend to be game (ha; see what I did there?) for trying out various sports in low-commitment leagues, just to see what hits with their kid.

So when Flag Football floated around the Boy Mom group a few months back, we happily jumped on the bandwagon.

Little Man's team was small but mighty--with only one kiddo on the team who wasn't a friend or already at school with Little Man, and that made for a really raucous season.

I'm sure the hubby would corroborate my opinion that coaching Flag Football might have been his greatest challenge (of the coaching variety) yet. It required a lot more research and preparation. Visual aides. Plays strategized ahead of time. And a greater knowledge base of the game, just to get the kiddos up and running as a team.

The first week/game, Little Man's team was sort of slaughtered by a group who'd played together for several seasons, and I think most of us parents were like: uh oh. What did we get ourselves into? 

But, holy moly, it didn't take long for the team to gel and get in a groove!

With the boost of a weekly Thursday night practice to help them operate as a team, they ended their season with only two losses--the second-best record in the league! And the final game was a runaway victory of 20-0 that left them all pretty high on life. :)

Little Man even managed an impressive 100-yard touchdown in the final game--along with some sort of 70-yard, reverse-special-double-Philly-whatever-it's-called-something-or-other-he-was-really-proud-of pass. ;) He came home beaming--and exhausted! The perfect sporting combo!

I continue to be so grateful for the outlet of all these sporting endeavors, for the hubby's willing participation as a coach, and for Little Man's boundless energy and interests.

This summer, he'll be doing yet another round of the Spurs Basketball camp that he's loved in the past--along with the more intellectual sport of...chess, ha.

Oh! One final sporting event to share that I wasn't able to a couple of weeks ago:

Little Man qualified for the 4th & 5th grade Track Meet in the 4x100 relay, and his team won! 

At the risk of leaning too hard into the pun...the hubby and I have absolutely had to pass the baton to one another with all of our many (and overwhelming) kiddo commitments over the past few months.

We're often greeting and fleeting to make it to another event that happens simultaneously for one kid or another, and I'm so grateful to have a smooth partnership on that front. We're both just in the trenches, dividing and conquering and attending all the things in a rotation, as we're able!

It's exhausting! 

But it's the golden years.

So we're in it to win it!

Chica has officially wrapped her athletic endeavors...

https://delappenings.blogspot.com/2026/03/athletic-mind-over-matter.html

Chicklet is officially ramping hers up--beginning this summer with conditioning prep for her very own Middle School Sports Era...

And Little Man will just keep trucking along with all of his toggling for his final year of elementary school (holy goodness; I literally can't).

Whew! That's all so exhausting!

Okay, peeps. More as I'm able--including a lot that might feel a bit more heavily weighted toward Chica as she graduates from Middle School. It's a whole thing. And busy, busy, busy. 

So much to celebrate!

More, soon!

Over and out.