We began a new era in our family life...SOCCER! I don't know who is more excited...Dad, Teddy, Mom, or the girls!?! We got to the fields and found our meeting place. The guys warmed up a bit and then checked out the field. "The blue lines are..." and then they moved out of earshot. Someone had to tell Teddy...the coach didn't have a practice to do some basic instruction...maybe everyone else has played for years already? They have teams for three year olds! Yikes!
They watched a game that was finishing up...perfect way to answer some questions and point out what they were doing! "Dad, what if I am the smallest one out there?" he asked. "You might be...Dad was too! Small guys can go faster! You will do fine!" Dad encouraged!
Sportscore is a huge complex!
The girls enjoyed themselves! They brought their supper and had a picnic!
Here it is...for my Dad...the official soccer Mom picture! However...I will say...I AM NOT THE TYPICAL soccer Mom! I took pics and sat and watched and cheered...from the opposite side of the field! I did not interfere...nor will I! Dad is in charge here. We, girls, are the silent observers! There were too many other Moms hovering...and no Dads present for any of the players on our team. I found that dreadfully sad! I keep hoping the males in these boy's lives were watching other siblings or had to work late?!
When the coach (third woman from the left...whose son plays on this team) got to the field and finally handed out jerseys, Teddy (He was number 5 tonight.) came over to get his water bottle, "Mom, we have to wear purple shirts!" He was not impressed!
We asked him if we could cheer for the Purple-People-Eaters on the drive home...NO! The coach had better pick out the team name and soon...or we just may be forced to use it!
























































