Saturday, October 2, 2010
We are about three weeks into soccer season now and I have figured out a few things so far:
1) I do not have the clothes to watch soccer in Lake Oswego. Seriously. Most ladies are out there in skinny jeans and ballet flats or fancy yoga pants and ballet flats. I am out there in regular jeans and sneakers with my hair in a pony tail. I mean, come on, it's soccer in a park right? Sitting on grass? Having your 4 year old slide down your leg like a fire pole for an hour? And I have to look cute too? It's too much. Really ladies.
2) 4 year olds have no interest in sitting and watching their older sister play soccer for an hour. It's BORING. And, Mr. T has the attention span of a flea meaning everything I bring for him to do lasts about 2 minutes. The only thing he really wants to do is hold my heavy fancy camera and take pictures which is about the only thing he is not allowed to do. You see the conundrum here.
3) Watching your child play a team sport for the first time can be one of the most entertaining, heart-warming things ever!
Today Miss E scored her first goals in a game and it was awesome. Her first goal ever she took the ball at half field and dribbled it down to the goal, with a pack of kids chasing her, and still had the control to boot it in the goal. It was amazing. AMAZING. More exciting than any professional sports thing I have ever seen and as I sat there cheering for her as she ran down the field, hoping she got it in, it brought tears to my eyes. Yes, I was the mom on the soccer field crying because she was that proud her daughter scored a goal. I'm not sure I'M proud of that but there you go. It meant so much to Miss E! After that she scored another goal (pictured above - she had just booted that one in) and then told me she only wanted to score goals in games. Which a little bit turned the celebration into explaining that not all players on soccer teams get to kick goals every game and that it is more of a team sport..blah blah blah. But really, there is nothing like watching your child achieve something to make a mama's heart swell.