We are still playing soccer!You laugh.
We were not so sure we were going to make it this far. We had 4 practices before the first game. The first 3 practices were in the 100° temps. By practice #3, Cupcake was convinced soccer was a parental torture scheme. ;-) That day, I
Her coach is great. He's very gentle with the girls. He reacted with , “Oh?”, a nod of the head, and then turned around and walked away.
Within 5 minutes, she had sucked it up and ran out to the field to practice.
The next week, the weather broke. It was 55° and raining. She was not happy about practice, but she went.
The following morning, the skies cleared and she suited up in an official uniform. :-D Once she got in the game, all the weary stuff of practice fell away. (Things like pointless drills, useless running, and all that yammering by the coach about positions, rules and other such nonsense. ;-))
Cupcake doesn’t understand the finer points of soccer, but there is one thing she gets.
Struggling against others in order to come out on top…that’s right up her alley. She’s scrappy. She’s not afraid to get in there and battle for a kick. Jostling elbow to elbow is invigorating!
When we got home from the first game, I noticed something about the pictures.
My little Cupcake, who really has to work at happiness, was positively beaming in almost every picture!
Every week, it’s the same thing - ear to ear smiles when she’s on the field.
You may get sick of all the soccer pictures I post, but I can’t help it. In them, I see the true Cupcake, living in a moment of pure joy. Not the forced smile of a child who wants the world to think everything is wonderful. Not the tight-lipped grin of one who is enduring another photoshoot with Mom. Not the somber expression of a child who carries the weight of the world. Simply a child living life to the fullest RIGHT NOW.
And that brings joy to my heart. :-D
Blessings to you,Mamita