Soccer session is in full swing. All three of our kids are playing this year. Each Saturday, as we run around town with water bottles, shinguards, and stinky cleats, it becomes more and more clear:
We have officially lost our minds.
But, there is no where I'd rather be on a cool, fall day than sitting in my comfy chair cheering for my precious kids from the sidelines.
Unless it is an 8 AM game. At 8 AM, my bed and I like to remain close. Very close.
Dimples and Bruiser started playing soccer when they were just 4 years old. They are both pretty talented players and really shine on the soccer field. So, keeping with tradition, Sweet Pea can now be spotted on the soccerfields with the best of them. We all LOVE watching her play! If you ever need a laugh, go watch 4 year olds play soccer. I promise your stomach with hurt from laughing too much. The boys and I giggle through each quarter.
Nurse Boy is the assistant coach for Sweet Pea's team.
Here she is really to dominate!
(Not really, but let's pretend. So far, she hasn't displayed the same aggresion the boys had at this age.)
Doesn't she look like a pro here? I am afraid this was before the game started. I don't think her foot even got near the ball during the game.
No matter... she looked the part!
This was taken after the 50th goal (or so it seemed, I had lost count) was scored on them. She cracks me up!
I'm not so sure we have the next Mia Hamm on our hands, but she is having a blast and so are we!
“Poop on Jelly” is what Bruiser used to lovingly ask for at mealtime. For us, it sums up both the bitterness and sweetness that life has to offer. It is through our faith in our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, that we are able to stop and count our blessings each and every day. This is our life…