The kids start soccer this week.
Tate's team are the Bears
Kyle's the Bulldogs
& Lindy's the Butterfly Bandits
I never wanted to be a soccer mom.
Nothing against soccer, it just seemed like if you have a kid then you buy a minivan and you go to your kid's soccer games. If we went to soccer, I wanted it to be for the love of the game, not because that's what every parent does.
The story of how I became a "Soccer Mom":
When Kyle was 2 or a 3 he was in that grumpy, toddler boy phase.
One day in the spring we were at a park, and far away some teenage girls were playing soccer.
Kyle ran after them, ( I had never seen him do that before)
The girls were nice and let him play soccer with them.
His eyes lit up in a way I had never seen before.
(Maybe he likes girls, I thought)
It was soccer, he loved it, he was a different boy. Happy.
He has been playing ever since.
Lindy has been good to go to his games and cheer, but this year I could tell she wanted a piece of the action. She's been playing at school and tells me it is a lot of fun.
Tate is in the phase I mentioned earlier, and how could he sit out while Kyle and Lindy go to soccer. So, I'm a soccer mom. . .it is only until May.
Kyle,4 Spring 2008
Kyle,3 Spring 2007
4 comments:
wow that is a lot of games and practices to go to but sounds like so much fun. Weston and I can't wait until Haylee can play sports. Lets just hope she likes sports. Will they have any games when I'm there in the beginning of May?
Kate, I'm so proud!
What? 3 in soccer? You must be crazy!
It all sounds great, until I read your last few words, . . . IT IS ONLY UNTIL MAY
This may be the longest spring of your life! when you are a soccer mom, May is a long ways off. from an ex soccer mom
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