Two years later
“ go, Alex”, I yell from the sidelines. I’m so excited that I can’t help but jog a little down the side of the field with him. I’m probably embarrassing him, but I don’t care, I’m incredibly proud of the effort he’s been putting into the game, and I’ll show it if I want to. He asked to play football this year, and I was really happy about it. It has always been my favourite game, I even played as a boy, and it was something my dad and I bonded over. I was over the moon to be able to share it now with my boy. Meredith was in dance, and although I hadn’t enjoyed it before, I loved that too because she did. A few of the moms were a little weird about having a male around all the time, but they could get over it. I was there for my daughter, and I wasn’t going to stop her fr
