Eli never ceases to amaze me. In some ways his personality seems to be so much like mine and other times, such the opposite. It almost seems like he has some of the qualities I like about myself and doesn't have the ones I dislike.... which makes for, I think, a fabulous little personality bottled up in this cute little boy!
One of his personality traits is how outgoing and gregarious he is. Definitely more of an extrovert than an introvert. I'm the opposite. I like people, but, for the most part, I wait for them to approach me.
Today at the park there were four boys, two of them ages 11 and the other two probably about 6, playing football with each other. Eli was slowly going up and down the slide watching them. He's quite the athlete and loves sports. After a few minutes of observing, he asked me if he could go play football with those boys. I was about to say no, when I stopped and thought about why I was saying no.
Because we don't know them. Because you don't just join in someone else's game... especially when they're strangers. Especially they are all older than you. What if they make fun of you!? I realized those were all my fears and why I would be shy in a situation like that. There was nothing dangerous or morally inappropriate going on at the moment, so I decided to say, "Sure, you can ask them."
The next few minutes were so exciting for me. I anxiously watched. I wanted to hold his hand and walk with him, but I felt like I should stand back and observe. But believe me, my eyes were on him like a hawk! I felt nervous for him. (I'm such a dork!) He confidently put his hands in his pockets and took a few steps toward the group of boys. He stopped and observed some more. The two younger boys took a seat on a nearby bench, so Eli approached them first. This was so interesting to me! They were the less intimidating looking... definitely the ones I would have asked if I was a little kid. He walked right up in front of them and this is how the conversation went:
Eli: "Hey. Are you guys going to play more football?"
Boys: "No."
Eli: "But those boys are playing football."
Boys: "They're just playing catch."
Eli: "I can play catch."
Boys: blank stares.
Me: Heart racing. Praying...
please don't let those boys be mean to my Eli.
Eli: "Can you go ask them if I can play with them."
Boys: "No. You can."
Eli: "Okay." He slowly walked over to the bigger boys. (Hands still in his pockets.)
Eli: "Hey, can I play catch with you?"
They looked back and forth at each other for a bit, and then said okay and came in closer .... um... because it was a little four year old kid wanting to play catch.
But you know what? They threw it, he caught it, and threw it back- no problem. They scooted back a little. They threw again, he caught it, and again, another perfect pass! He was passing a football with kids almost 3 times his age! One of the times one pass was too high, and it hit Eli right in the face. I could tell it really hurt. Like, if it were me and him playing he might cry a little. The boy said sorry and asked if he was okay. Eli paused a minute, rubbed his face, then in his tough boy voice said, "Yeah, I'm fine."
Oh my gosh! Eli is so cool! I would NEVER be brave enough to do something like that when I was 20 let alone 4 years old! I was trying not to stare, and I thought I should back up more... plus there was Noah screaming at me to push him on the swing... =)
When it was time to go, I gave him a little warning and he told the boys, "Okay, I can catch one more time, but then I have to go home to make cookies!" After his catch he ran towards me, but yelled back, "Bye, guys! Thanks!"
I love that little boy. =)