Little-Miss is a bit of a soccer champ! It's been so cool watching her improve bit by bit from a few weeks ago when she first stepped onto the field with her shin guards on outside of her socks instead of inside...
She's been pretty determined to improve and score more goals each week. She didn't get a chance to practice with daddy last week like she had been but she still came out to her game today ready to go! Of course, we had a couple small hiccups with mommy not knowing where the field was and therefore bringing grace 10 minutes late to the game, and then little lady getting in trouble for running off to play in a dirt pile instead of staying by her team when she wasn't playing...but otherwise she was in it to win it!!! ;)
I'm pretty sure she ended up scoring six goals today. She's a second half player it seems; it takes her a bit to get warmed up and going. She started off timid and just sort of following the ball and whoever was kicking it around the field. By the second half, though, she was getting aggressive and chasing down the ball, turning it around, and dribbling all the way to the goal!
I think what's most impressive to me is the fact that she seems to actually "get" the game now. At only four years old and with no experience with the game, she's picked it up really quickly. After only a few weeks, she knows to keep the ball in bounds and that if she kicks it out, it goes to the other team (that's a hard one! She's one of the first on the team to figure it out I think). She knows to get in front of the ball to block it if the other team is charging and she'll run to stand in front of the goal if she can get there in time. She also knows not to use her hands at all and takes every opportunity to let the other players know if they've forgotten that rule...
#fouryearoldsoccerisadorable #hotmess
I'm slightly biased but I think my little girl is a soccer genius! ;) Now it's time for mommy to maybe learn a bit about the game.
Or maybe I'll just keep pushing the swimming...
I have to note that I had SO much fun with Caleb tonight. After nap time, I took him to the grocery store alone. The last time we did this was rough but the last time I took grace alone wasn't a walk in the park either so I opted to try my luck with little man.
He's a tough one, we all know that. He understands more than he lets on and he has a lot of opinions he can't express. He gets mad seemingly out of nowhere and fixates on things that don't make sense to you and me. Getting him ready to go takes enough work to make me second guess my decision to leave nearly every time, but trips like tonight's are the reasons I keep on trying. I won't ever give up on my little guy, he keeps proving he's worth every bit of effort.
We had some fun upstairs after he woke up from nap just cuddling in his room for a bit and then I asked him if he wanted to go in the car to the store and he immediately popped up to go. We spent some time hanging downstairs eating a snack and watching some Tarzan with daddy and sister before I finally got his diaper changed and braces and shoes on, two of his least favorite things ever. He managed it pretty well and then had a great trip to the store jamming out to some hip hop and country music.
Then, we pulled into the parking lot and I got a phone call. Chaos ensued and he let me know very clearly that he wasn't happy. Was it the phone call? The music being turned down? The fact that he saw the store and remembered the last couple of trips? Or does his head hurt? His mouth? His foot?
I got up really close to him once I parked and hung up the phone. I told him I was here, right here with him, and explained exactly what the plan was. He calmed down, then got mad again, then calmed down again. He let me carry him all the way up to the store, but got mad right before the entrance, so I quickly hurried to the entrance where the air blows really hard on your head as you walk under it. I knew he liked that so we stood together there for a bit to take his mind off of what was stressing him out. We bounced together and laughed. Once I knew he was calm, I hurried to the cart-another seeming trigger. He got mad again and fought me the whole time I was strapping him in but I kept reminding him that he'd get a snack once he was buckled and we made it through.
We spebt the next hour and 15 minutes slowly making our way around the store, eating goldfish, counting the apples, feeling the avocados, singing about the ocean, taste testing deli meat, and squeezing the frozen veggies. We listened to some music on my phone near the end when his patience ran a little low as I paid for our food, but mostly he just wanted to watch me dance in front of everyone. He made it all the way through the store, through the transition back into the car (after some fun running with the cart in the parking lot of course), all the way back toward our house, and then INTO A RESTAURANT to pick up some dinner (and wait in line?!?! What?!?) without one tantrum, meltdown, self injury, or aggressive behavior. Not one. Zero!
Not just that, but little man sat through dinner and made it through bedtime without an ounce of resistance. We just played and talked and ate and sang and prayed five times (Grace's favorite thing to do at family dinners) together.
Just lovely. It's like Christmas and my birthday and vacation all wrapped up into one. It's just the best feeling spending a wonderful afternoon with my Caleb. He's my hero and my favorite little boy in the world.
Today was a good day.
And here's a little Caleb and Grace snuggle/tickle session from this week just for all the feels: