Fall means soccer!

This fall, we have Baby H signed up for youth league soccer.  She's almost a full year below the cutoff age, but when I went to register her earlier, they looked at her and asked if she could kick a ball and run.  She does both pretty often, so we signed her up.  Last Wednesday there was a U6 soccer clinic at U Mass, but the weather was horrible, so we didn't take her.  I played plenty of games in sloppy weather, but we didn't think that should be her first experience with the sport.  Besides, we didn't have any gear, and I wasn't very excited to send her into the fray without shinguards at least.

Today over lunch, we made a run to the store and got her kitted out.  She knew exactly what was going on and carried the bag out of the store and into our apartment.  As soon as we got home, she wanted to try everything on, and left it on the rest of the day.  Even now, while I'm lying on the floor writing, she's walking around me with her cleats and shinguards on.  So far, I haven't gotten stepped on . . .