Little Kicker

K. started soccer through our church league.  Last year was a challenge; this year is better already.  She’s getting a lot better at being a part of a group.  I’m fairly convinced that she won’t be a soccer player as a career—and actually more convinced that putting her in dance class is a good move: every time she was instructed to run, she would prance, and every time she stood idly, she would do some sort of ballet pose (arabesque, etc.).But at least she’s quite stylin’.  All is not lost.Her team.  She has two of our neighbors/friends on the team, and she really enjoys that.

After soccer, N. was playing with K’s socks and wanted to try them on—and once I helped her put them on, she went to the shoe rack and helped herself to K’s cleats.  Not any random shoes, but the specific soccer shoes.  I feel bad that she’s not old enough to do soccer yet—I think she’ll like the running.