Henry did really well and seemed to enjoy himself. He mostly just ran with the pack of kids. He wasn't aggressive at all. If the ball came to him and no one else was around he would kick it, otherwise he would just keep running. It was pretty cute, especially when he was smiling and running at the same time.
During the game I pitched my chair on the corner of the field. The sun wasn't in my eyes and I was close to Henry if he needed me (he did get frequent drinks). I didn't sit by any of the other families which is fine; I was there to see Henry, not socialize. Still, maybe part of me is a bit antisocial. For instance, there is a kid on Henry's team that seems to have a bad attitude. Whenever he was at the corner of the field he always kicked the cones off from their respective spots. Once he kicked the cone almost at me. At this time his mother was right there and she didn't say anything. Later I quietly put the cones back, and guess what? He kicked them again. I felt that mother needed better discipline so I didn't talk to her. During the game there were some very energetic parents that were yelling and jumping. I thought that seemed a little too much, so I didn't sit by them. This is not very neighborly of me. Maybe I should adjust my attitude.
After the game Henry and I walked home and he seemed a little sad. He said he wanted to score a goal. He quickly cheered up at home with some hot chocolate.
Last night around 4AM Henry started crying and told us he peed his pants. He always wears a pull up to bed, but tonight he soaked it through (maybe it was the hot chocolate). He was crying and I stripped him and put on dry clean clothes. I put him in bed with Aaron and I. Immediately he stopped crying and said "this is awesome." We'll see if this happens again.