A Soccer Mom

I think it's official...I'm a "soccer mom". Our Saturday was a full day of activity starting with gymnastics in the morning (to make-up for the class we missed Tuesday), changing into soccer gear (I'm now officially one of those moms who changes my kids clothes in the back of the van!), lunch in the car, soccer pictures, and then his first game. Crazy morning, but it was so much fun. The teams play on a small field 4 on 4 with no goalies and the coaches are on the field, too. Most of the kids were excited, except about three who cried on and off the whole game, but if you know and 3 and 4 year olds- that's totally normal. Carter played in the first period and as he had predicted- scored the first goal!

Carter- breaks out of the pack, dribbles down the field on his way to the goal...

He shoots...

HE SCORES!

Everyone was screaming. The look on his face was priceless! He has some good ball control and is pretty darn fast for being on of the littlest on the field. It was a fun game to watch. Carter, Izzy, and Caleb really have a grasp of how to play and are probably the biggest threat to each other when it comes to stealing the ball. Only one goal was scored in the wrong net and overall they did a great job. The kids all looked so cute in their uniforms and only in the south do all the little girls wear bows to match their jerseys :) Carter's also enjoying the "coed" sports. He always takes some time to charm all the girls on the team :)
They don't keep score, (but they won 7-5). We hated for it to end and can't wait until next time. I must say if this is what it means to be a soccer mom, sign me up!

After the game we rushed home, gave Julia a nap, worked in the yard, made food for church, and headed out to our class' Easter Egg Hunt. Carter was such a gentleman walking Hailey in and offering to carry her basket (though she wouldn't let go) It was inside again this year due to thunderstorms, but fun none the less. We had 38 kids 4 and under. They were so sweet with their baskets, running and squealing. Every year they're so surprised to find treats in their eggs.



We then had a yummy potluck dinner and set them all loose to play in the gym. It was organized chaos, but lots of fun. Until Ms. Julia took a basketball to the face. Oh the blood, it was everywhere! Poor thing cut the top of her teeth and her lip and had blood on her hands, face, dress, white tights, even her bloomers. She healed quickly and happily held the ice on her mouth. We all left covered in blood, but smiling nonetheless- an egg hunt to remember :)