The Test

Today was a tough parenting day. It was pretty tough on Cole too, but let's get back to me, shall we?

It's been exactly two weeks since we touched down in Germany. We aren't settled, camping in our own house for an unforseen future, and I shoved my first born out into the world.

He attended a soccer camp last week with his new buddy Aiden. Aiden is really good. Really good.... And he showed Cole the ropes. He translated for Cole and introduced him to the coaches and friends. Aiden is doing other soccer things this week, so Cole started camp all over again - SOLO.

We got him dressed and tried to settle his nerves. We told him it will be hard but one day, worth it. He will learn to pick up a few German words and slowly meet new people.

As Keith was signing him in this morning, the director came up to say hello. He speaks English and is fully aware Cole doesn't know a Lick of German. I told Klaus that Cole was nervous because he didn't know the language. That's when he thought Cole the hard truth about soccer. He said "Cole, you know scheize is shit and if you want them to play the ball to you, you say speigel" And that is apparently all you need to know!
Welcome to Germany.

Cole was so nervous. It was tough to smile and be confident leaving him. He sat by himself at lunch. (break my heart now please) I know it's only temporary, and I hope Cole can understand. He's going to be an amazing young man. Character building is a hard lesson. Scheize!