Watching four and five year olds play soccer is the most frustrating thing ever! Yesterday was Madison’s first official soccer game. We went over everything before the game: run after the ball even if no one else is, they’ll follow you; try to get the ball into the goal; the goal what the net is called; try to keep the ball away from the other team; the other team is wearing a different color than your team, etc.
She seemed to get everything we told her. Then the game started. She kind of remembered what to do so she was having fun. Then at the end of the game she was standing right in front of the goal with the ball all by herself. She looked down and then looked at us like she didn’t know what to do! Everyone was screaming for her to kick it in the goal. By the time she realized what she was supposed to do, the other team had caught up and kicked the ball out of the way. She didn’t score a goal yesterday, but her team did win.
I’m also trying to finish up some old projects and get caught up on my scrapbook pages. I’m really trying to clear out some of the clutter in my craft room so I can figure out what I want to do with it.