He Got Grit

Benjamin didn’t want to go to his rugby training today. He’s faced waves of anxiety about the sport he loves so much since he saw his brother get carried off the field on a stretcher.

Lifa is on the mend, but Benjamin still felt scared today. But we got there. We showed up without expectation.

And GRIT came out of that kid.! I’ve never seen him so engaged, so present. The intense physical contact fills up his sensory tank and a place of passion in him.

I was so proud I couldn’t put my camera down. I started texting grandparents from the field. Wyatt’s hair and general sideline nonsense had to get featured too, of course. He is the perfect sideline buddy. (Except when he’s throwing fits and/or not doing anything resembling perfect.)