Carson (9) has recently been diagnosis with depression (along with ADHD and Severe Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD)). His new anti depressant has been a WONDER drug. He has had SIX good days at school in a ROW! Now that he is feeling better about himself he is actually playing "football" on the playground. If only you knew what a big deal this is. He has NEVER been physical. He can't run well. He has never played a team sport (well, we tried a few, unsucessfully). Now he is running on the playground, laughing and attempting football with the other boys. Yesterday he told me he wants to play football. He will not be able to. The league has already started. And even if I could get him in I would be so...scared for him to play. He really is the smallest boy in his class and he has never been athletic. Seriously, if you could see him run you would think of "Run Forrest, Run!" I know that sounds mean but it is soooo true. I would be afraid that he would only be the butt of both team mates and parents jokes. I tried to explain to him that football has already started and that maybe next year (but then he will be a 5th grader and so far behind the other football boys). I tried to tempt him with maybe playing basketball...my husband is a HUGE basketball fan and has even coached TWO teams each year for the last three years (his kids teams). But he wasn't intrested--mainly, I think, because it's not FOOTBALL. Gosh, all this is hard. Guess I just needed to whine.