Bring It!

It is that time of year again.  The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the wind is mocking my hairdo, and the smell of sweaty shinguards is in the air.  Yes, soccer season is upon us again.  The van is loaded down with lawn chairs, stinky cleats, and empty Gatorade bottles.  Soccer balls are constantly rolling from the back of the van to the front every time I slam on the brakes.

Yep.  I am living the dream.  The Soccer Mom Dream.

Dimples has played on the same team with the same coach every year since he was 4 years old.  Each year the team looks a little different as we lose old players and gain new ones.  This year his age group has moved up to a new league and our beloved Coach Dave is following them.  The field is larger, as is the team.  Nurse Boy is thrilled to be assistant coaching this season.  I couldn't tell who was more excited to play the first game this fall: Nurse Boy or Dimples.

(I am pretty sure it was Nurse Boy.)

Dimples is a talented soccer player.  He loves to over analyse each play with Nurse Boy after the games.  He is fast and never afraid to hustle.  He is just as proud of each goal or assist he gets.  He is truly a team player.  It has been a pleasure to watch his love of soccer and team spirit blossom.

Bruiser has always been aggressive and quick.  His is our lefty, which throws off all of those inexperienced 7 years olds.  The boy has got game.  I love to watch him throw up his arms and celebrate his every goal.  He has a lot of promise.  Plus, he is always so sensitive when a player gets hurt on the field.  Aggressive and sensitive; that's our Bruiser.

This year Sweet Pea is thrilled to join in on all of the soccer fun.  But, in order to start the season off right, we had to get our Cinderella the perfect shoes.  (Duh!)

Of course, not just any cleats would do.

Unfortunately, the stomach bug attacked our princess the day of her very first soccer game.  Nurse Boy is also the assistant coach for her team.  I am pretty sure he couldn't have been more disappointed.  He thinks his little princess is going to show everyone of those 4 year old girls how it's done as soon as she and her pink cleats step onto the field.  I, however, think she is going to be fixing her ponytail and crying over chipped nail polish.  We shall see...

Nurse Boy and I both played soccer growing up.  It is so fun to watch our kids enjoy the very same sport.

Soccer, we are ready for you!  But, please, be kind to my hair.  It is not a fan of the wind and dirt.  Frankly, neither is my makeup.  I mean, a girl has to look good when her kids are scoring all of the goals.  ;0)