Trevi had his very first game today.
Watching a bunch of 5-year-olds play soccer is possibly the funniest thing in the universe. This is especially true if your own 5-year-old seems oblivious to the position of the ball on the field, and no one on either team seems to know which way to kick. Clara was practically writhing in pain as she watched her brother and the Bad News Bears running around in circles, but I found it very entertaining. And cute.
I want to savor this, his first soccer season. No killer instinct. No need to win. And, apparently, no sense of direction. He's just a boy, running around a field, smiling.
Watching a bunch of 5-year-olds play soccer is possibly the funniest thing in the universe. This is especially true if your own 5-year-old seems oblivious to the position of the ball on the field, and no one on either team seems to know which way to kick. Clara was practically writhing in pain as she watched her brother and the Bad News Bears running around in circles, but I found it very entertaining. And cute.
I want to savor this, his first soccer season. No killer instinct. No need to win. And, apparently, no sense of direction. He's just a boy, running around a field, smiling.
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The smile's the thing!
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