He Loves Rugby

We spend lots of our day "playing" Richie, Ma'a, Brad Thorne, Aaron Smith, Dan Carter.... Max loves his rugby. Loves his rugby players. As I was cooking dinner the last two nights Max has ran and kicked and scored trys. He has said, "I'm Richie" as he takes off running and dives for a try. In fact, the only way we got him to eat dinner was as he announced he was Ma'a, telling him Ma'a eats all his dinner. We then had to address him as Ma'a or whoever else he was "playing."

I wonder do they know? Do they know that kids play them? Do they get it? Do they realise that a funny 2 year old in a kitchen in Dunedin runs around pretending to be them? Do they feel the weight of that? I wonder do they? I'm actually okay with Max playing All Blacks. No one is perfect. No team is perfect but
there is something impressive about the current culture of the All Blacks right now. If Max wants to "play" all these guys for now I'm all for it. I hope they know though. I hope they know the impact they make off the field.

Today Max found a big rugby ball at Liam's school and did what he does best: kick like an All Black.