It's That Time of Year

I love it, soccer season. Being a soccer player myself that stretched into my collegiate years I love that my boys love this sport. It is an active, quick moving sport with a definite beginning and end.











It is Owen's turn to shine. He has been asking since the other boys began their soccer in August "when I gonna start" "When is my soccer game?" Now Owen it's all about you and you shined in all of your glory and scored a hand full of goals.



We were so proud of you, how you listened to you coach and were such a good boy. But most of all, your smile, you were so proud of yourself. I loved that you were having fun because you are a kid and that is what your supposed to do, not a care in the world, it is always all about "the moment".



This how Kate has spent much of her time, at her brother's soccer games. Cheering them on as they do everyday for her. They are her biggest cheerleaders. They beam every time she rolls over, waves, gets on all fours and lurches forward. You should see their smiles, it's the same as when they score a goal. I dare anyone to find four boys who love a little girl more-impossible.


I can't leave out Will. As a kindergartner player on a first & second grade team he is the leading scorer. I know that sounds obnoxious but he is a PLAYER baby. And trust me one of the most important things I have learned because of Kate is that it is not all about winning, being great at everything, the best grades and most polite kids, it's about the entire person as a whole, quality, loving from the deepest part of your being and spreading that love and kindness. No judging we're all just surviving and if we score a few goals along the way well that is just icing on the cake baby.


Today was Owen's "official" first day of preschool. He was underwhelmed to say the least. I agree, very anti climatic to the big boys first day.


Here is to Owen, our up and coming little soccer player. Who gave it his all and had a blast. We could not ask for anything more.