I shouldn't have been surprised that she wanted to play soccer again this year.
She loved it last year, even if she never (maybe once?) made contact with the ball.
But all that's changed.
Still no goals, but she definitely makes contact.
And she's almost made a couple of goals.
And she's keeping track of all the sweets that those add up to, per her daddy's promise.
(Mom has talked her into $10 in the bank, rather than a load of sugary treats for all the kicks.)
She plays with a smile on her face.
And pink running shoes on her feet.







