My six year old grandson is one of my biggest heroes. I've mentioned this before, but he has a very rare genetic metabolic disease. We didn't find out about it until he was almost 2 years old. By then some neurological damage had already been done. He didn't walk until he was almost three. He has come so far since then. He has a hard time keeping up with the other kids but wanted to play soccer. His coach is so kind and helpful and knows to have him rest when he gets tired. We got to see him play for the first time today. I was so proud of him.