There was cake. There were trophies. And both kids have declared their intent to sign up for more in the fall. All-in-all, a successful first sports season is now in the can.
And I can't believe I'm saying it, but I'm a little sad it's over for a few months. I sincerely underestimated how much joy I'd find in cheering on the kids from the cheap seats every Saturday morning (ridiculously early every Saturday morning, I should add). We'll have Ella's indoor soccer games to tide us over on weekdays this summer, but I look forward to some crisp days in the fall to be back outside with the dirt, grass, sunblock and a diaper bag full of snacks for the littlest guy.
Running to hug his little brother who came to visit him in the dugout. (Oh, my heart.)
"Imma own this place one day."
Coach says he's got the best arm on the team and tons of potential. If only he'd quit playing in the dirt when major plays are happening.
(It's good to have goals, I say.)
Ella cheers on her team non-stop from her spot playing goalie.
Coach called her the gazelle of the team during the post-season swim party -- I think he's onto something.
