"Mom, I think I'm a better cheerleader"

Sorry the last post wasn't full of stories, just had to catch you up on our early April happenings. This'll make up for it!

Delaney, the awesome reader she is, saw a sign at the Y that was advertising soccer sign ups. Of course, not really understanding what soccer was, she decided she just HAD to sign up. So we trotted over to the desk after a workout and signed her up. Then we trotted to Walmart to buy a soccer ball so she could have some idea of what she had just signed up for.

She caught on quickly and loved her first practice (the ONLY practice before the first big game. However, even if they'd had 10 practices, NOTHING can prepare you for the first game of the 4/5 year old league where everyone and their brother comes out to see everyone and their brother play soccer so there are people everywhere and you aren't totally sure you know what you are doing and you inherited the "If I can't do it perfect I'm not doing it" personality trait from your father and the "I'm going to disappoint someone" personality trait from your mother....so, you decide it would make more sense for you to just stand in front of your mother and bury your head on her b/c you're shy and not sure of yourself. Then, when you don't get the reaction you want there move on to your dad, who has zero sympathy and tells you to get back out there and be a part of the team, after all, you asked to sign up for soccer.

I'm happy to report though, that the initial reaction is gone and she is one "on fire" soccer player. I hope to get some action shots this week...last week's game was at 9am and she had pictures before the game...I wasn't exactly awake enough to grab the camera!!