We took Ally to her very first soccer practice today. She had such a blast. I was so proud that she didn't trip over her feet and fall on her precious little ass. Apparently the clumsy gene skips a generation. I feel bad for my future grandkids. Here's the little snaggle tooth doing her best Captain Morgan pose.
As I was basking in the glow of watching the fruit of my loins have the time of her life running up and down the field, it occurred to me that I am now a soccer mom. Cripes. On the plus side, it will give me a legitimate reason to wear this spectacular t shirt.
3 comments:
I don't know jimmy crack corn about soccer, but I am proud Ally be getting her game on.
I don't know much about it, either. There are balls, a net and a lot of kicking. Sounds like a typical Saturday night at the Peach house. Woot!
Aww, how cute!!! And you simply must get that shirt!
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