Soccer has begun again. After last year's experience of my flower-picking-sidelines-crying-airplane-arms-flying-in-the-wrong-direction child, I told Tyler we had given it a good try, but he was done with soccer. To my surprise he begged to play again. So here he is, happier, actually running after the ball, and kicking it once in awhile.
Little Miss "Why can't I be out there?"
and "Wait 'til you're not watching me!"
(With a new friend).
In the meantime, learning from big brother.
No comments:
Post a Comment