Spring soccer clinic started last weekend. Saturday morning was utterly miserable, dark, cloudy and wet but we got out there. There were many tears. There was much hand holding. There was much encouragement. There were threats. Eventually she played. And when she played she got in there and loved it! When we got home I asked Ben if I was the crazy mom on the sidelines. Probably the fact that I had to ask for feedback because I was so excited that I mostly can’t remember anything is not a good sign. I just didn’t even know that I had that soccer mom in me. Someone needs to tell her to simmer down. Read the rest of this entry »
