I can't call myself a soccer fan. The last time I played soccer was Under 8s. I haven't really watched much of the World Cup. I think I'd be able to watch it a little more if it weren't for all those bees buzzing, or are they horns? Maybe I should just watch it on mute? I did take one little man to the sporting goods store and he was absolutely over the moon. So much so, that he woke up in the morning, went to the bathroom, and got himself dressed to tell me he was ready to go:
Shin guards and all (black and yellow soccer ball not pictured...it was still sound asleep in bed :) ), I had to tell him that he had to get out of his soccer clothes because we had to go to swimming first, poor guy!
Later that day, Kieran went to first day of soccer.
It was
soccer heaven!
Kieran loved his coach (who was great with all the kids) and when the 40 minute session was over, he had the saddest look on his face. I thought something had happened and when I walked over to him, he said, "But mommy, I don't want to go, I am having so much fun!"
I think I might have a soccer player on my hands :)
