Soccer Babies

 It's official.  This Spring, I became a 'Soccer Mom.'

Nope, no van.

But I do have soccer balls, shin guards, blankets, & chairs jamming the trunk of my SUV.

We signed the both babies up for Spring Soccer.

G is playing on the 4 & 5 yr old league (she's 4 1/2).

K is playing on the 3 yr old league (he just turned 3).

We wanted them to try something different.  A team sport.

And we loved that they could try the same sport, at the same time.

And what I love about this organization is that you can request that siblings practice on the same night...and they both have games on Saturday.  Love this!  

Note the crazy Georgia weather.  Flurrying one week, sweating the next. 

I dressed them alike at practice so I could easily watch them both, although on different fields.

How could you miss the red socks?!

Warming up together:

 Our little bit:

Daddy and K still practicing after his finished 

K made a friend this day, and I thought they were so cute doing everything together. 

I love that one of my best friend's daughter is on G's team.  How fun!

And G loves to play Goalie, even though she doesn't really know what that means. ;)

This was the day of their first soccer practice ever:

Little guy's hair is so long.  Staying cool & keeping it out of his eyes:

and watching Sissy play (right)

At his games.  The left pic is of the super proud face he stopped to give us after 

he helped kick one in the goal!

With the team before a game

Run!

Always the braids.  ;)

One of my favorites of the season so far: 

Go, G!!!

The Grandparents made it to the first game!

and of course, us!

Another example of how things don't always work out as you think they will.

Going into this, I thought:

"Well this will be good for us.

K LOVES playing soccer around the house/yard with us, he's really agile, loves to run, can kick the ball, plays rough...so he's going to love playing this season and probably be really great at it.

G is not nearly as aggressive, somewhat timid about new things, boo-boo's are major big deals, she's tiny for her age, and she's never really even played around with a soccer ball.  She'll probably hate it, but it'll be a stretching experience, so that's good, too.  

We can say we gave it a shot."  

Wrong.  And wrong.

Both kids acted completely out of character and opposite of what we expected.

Ha. Ha.

Both were 'normal' at practice.

But at the games:

K acts timid, he does this little (albeit, really cute) hop, skip, and a jog instead of his usual sprints.  He'll get to the ball once in a while, but then jump around it, not really wanting to kick it.  At least he smiles & seems to mostly like it.  But it's so funny!

Meanwhile, little G has become this aggressive, 'I think I'm the biggest, strongest, fastest one here' beast on the field.  What in the world?!  It's hilarious.  She just goes after the ball, sprints to the front of the pack, tries to get the ball every chance she gets, stealing it away from the big boys.  Funny stuff, I'm telling you. (And I'm praying she's so fast, she doesn't get clobbered.)

Goes to show I know nothing.

Overall, this has been really, really fun for us...and for the kids.

I'll proudly wear the title, "Soccer Mom"...at least for this season.  ;)

~ 6 in Love ~