ok, coach

we were playing outside yesterday (ok, i was reading and sweet pea was playing). sp said he was going to be the coach of the soccer team. then he told me he had to go inside to see who could be on the team. i thought he was going to get some stuffed animals but when he came back empty handed i asked who was going to play. he said j, f and a (all real friends of sp). he went over and picked up the soccer ball and put it down for j. then he moved it closer to the goal because he's just a little guy (he's only 2 1/2 and sp is 3). sp stood there staring at the ball and then looked at me and said, "he's not doing it mom." i told him that maybe he should explain it to j and tell/ show him how to play. so he started giving instructions......"you have to kick the ball j.....into the goal j......like this j." then, "mom he's not listening." we agreed that it's just too hard to coach friends when we are imagining them.