Sports have never been Oliver's thing. Even as a baby, most babies will at least like to play or throw balls, but he really never did. Scott always tries to encourage him, but he is good about not pushing it. Last week, Oliver told Scott that "Soccer is boring. Because you can't use your hands. I like football."(but he might be talking about basketball bc he still mixes his balls up) Which really is improvement for Oliver. He used to go pick flowers while Scott and Clavin played catch. But it made me think of a funny story that I want to be able to tell when Oliver is old.
One night, we stayed after Scott's soccer game and played as a family. Biza on Scott's shoulders. It worked for a while until Oliver wandered off and found a dirt mound that he quickly turned into a stage. He also decided to use the dirt as his "coin" to throw in his smooth criminal dance. So well the rest of us kicked the ball around Ollie danced and threw dirt and practiced his lean. It was awesome.