Kindergarten Soccer: Game 1

Well, yesterday we had our first game of the season.  Lots of fun, lots of laughing, and a few boo-boos, one incurred before the game even began when cleats on concrete caused a face-plant and some pretty horrific looking road rash all down the side of a cute little face (not Zozo’s).  After some quiet time in the car with her mom, the little girl manned up and played the entire game.  Rock star.  They all looked so adorable in their uniforms.  The shorts were all way too large, even though they were size “small.”  They were more like soccer skorts, I guess you could say, since they looked like they were wearing skirts.

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Angels and demons

He’s taken to calling her “convict,” which I think is funny in that she’s never even been incarcerated…just, you know, verbally disciplined and now…written up.

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Welcome to your new life

Yesterday, we went to a morning mass because it was Packet Sunday.  This is the Sunday before school starts, and after the 9 a.m. and 11 a.m. masses parents can head over to the music room in the school to pick up information for the coming school year.  I was very excited, and a little nervous, as I had been warned by veteran grade school parents that the packet is rather intimidating and requires hours of work and multiple checks.

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Last Day

For me, anyway. I dropped her off for the last time at preschool today. M takes her on Friday as I’ll be in KC on business again. That’s probably a good thing since I burst into tears upon leaving school this morning. I called M, sobbing. He laughed gently, and made me laugh, and predicted that I’ll be a complete mess Thursday when she starts kindergarten.
All I keep thinking about are big steps in her life. The day she was born. The first day she walked. The first day of preschool. Where did it go? And will it ever slow down?
Even if it doesn’t, I’m just happy I’m along for the ride. “Parent” is the best job title I will ever hold.

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Zoe Question

Watching Little House on the Prairie with Zozer tonight. Laura runs out of the house to a small wooden structure.
Zoe: “Is she going to the owl house?”
Me: “Um, no, she’s going to the OUT house!”

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Crossroads

Crossroads

I grabbed the pile of invitations and Zoe’s new school calendar off my home desk this morning and brought them into the office.  I need to plug everything into my work calendar, which gets boosted to my phone, as that’s the only way to keep my family on track.

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