This boy, and balls!


Pim’s football (soccer) season has started and yesterday we went to the first training of the term. Pim really enjoys his weekly football, and Tamar and I always joke that he is a real team player, but certainly not a champ. Meaning, he loves to be in the company of his friends, chit-chatting with the boys and having a good time — and if in the meantime a ball happens to roll in front of his feet, he will happily give it a kick! Perfectly fine, of course. But now enter his baby brother Casper… This little boy is simply obsessed with balls. I took him to Pim’s training yesterday and he had the time of his life. He kept on running around for the full hour, kicking a ball behind the side lines (where I had trouble restraining him because this boy was ready to enter the fields!).

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Fact is, Casper has been completely ball obsessed since he could even grab the concept of a ball. Crawling after them, wanting them. One of his first words was ‘ball’, and he would spot them everywhere. And get rather upset when we didn’t give them to him! For example the relatively large globe on top of the cabinet in the kids’ room — he would be SO angry with me that I didn’t give hime that ball! We have also seen him kick a fancy, decorative solid wooden ball over the floor of a restaurant… (Oops!)

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We are convinced that his love for football was the trigger that made hime take his first steps. Before that, Caspie would crawl to a ball, stand up, and kick, but now he could get to the ball much quicker! And… he mastered some technique since. Of course I’m biased, but really, he does have technique — he can kick the ball really quite far and with an admirable aim!

It’s funny, because neither Tamar nor I ever had any real interest in football (until now, of course); we also don’t have a specific talent for ball-handling or anything. So we don’t know where it’s coming from, it was certainly not purposely encouraged, but it’s there nevertheless. A ball obsessed boy. Isn’t that funny? Sweet babe!

xxx Esther



Comments (12)

Stacy Ragueneau
August 28, 2014

these photos are adorable! Oh my god the first one is so darling… I love the retro look of his little terry eponge suit and his sweet little hands. I bought petit bateau ones like that for my biggest boy twenty years ago and I have seen photos of my older brothers wearing the same thing.
à croquer!!!

August 28, 2014

You should sign him up for Voetjebal, Esther! Owen started just after he turned 2. Such a great Saturday morning Dad/Son activity!

Esther in Amsterdam
September 1, 2014

I’m looking into it, Helen — he would LOVE that!! x

August 28, 2014

So so sweet! The first photo cracks me up! x

Karen Fuhrman
August 28, 2014

My son’s first word was “ball”, not mama, not papa but ball. It is in their DNA. Your son is beautiful, you are so blessed.

Esther in Amsterdam
September 1, 2014

Thank you! Yes, I am 🙂 x

August 28, 2014

I love that! Kids can really surprise you, can’t they? Too cute.

August 29, 2014

Ha! And my husband, who has been dreaming of our son becoming the next Lionel Messi, instead has a son who constantly picks the ball up and throws it instead of kicking it. Perhaps he’ll be a goalie? Iker Casillas, maybe?

Esther in Amsterdam
September 1, 2014

Or a basketball player?? 🙂

August 31, 2014

Hi! Well, if you live in The Netherlands, I guess he will have many teams and chances to play. My son is crazy about football, too, he wants to be a football player, ha, ha

September 1, 2014

This description is Percy – plus Pelham is much like Pim, he LOVES his football, but we’re well aware David Beckham he aint. But Percy I have high hopes for, he has a signed T-shirt of Robin van Persie above his bed – I’m sure that’s going to help 😉 x

Esther in Amsterdam
September 1, 2014

Will he play for the NL or the UK Laura?? 😉 x

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