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Soccer Saturdays Have Begun

Yesterday was our first Soccer Saturday of 2010. Thankfully only three of the five wanted to play this year. . .since I am a single mom so often in the fall it is tough to be everywhere at once. . .heck, with five it is hard to be everywhere even when Andy and I are both in town!

So, here is the soccer run down:

Hays is goalie again this year and he is good! It is fun to watch him play! He really enjoys it! I would HATE to be goalie. . .oh my, I cannot imagine that pressure (from the other team potentially scoring to the ball hitting me in the face)! They were short a player, so Tiki played on his team for half the game (that was HYSTERICAL)!



Tiki is super. . .let me clarify. . .on the Kindergarten team, Tiki is SUPER! He loved it and he did great! He is just so funny. The other team scored first and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "welp, we lost" and started walking off the field--he thought it was sudden death or something. Then his team started scoring (he started scoring) and he loved it!




Gabby is an altogether different hoot on the soccer field. She has NO clue. She is SO excited to play soccer like her big brothers, but she doesn't have the first idea what to do. She reminds me of Maggie. . ."la, la, la, la, la, la, la." The picture below is the one time she got within twenty feet of the ball!

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