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Soccer time

I am not a soccer Mom.  I am a softball and basketball Mom...I even do track and lacrosse.  Soccer, not a big fan.  But, Brooke begged (and I do mean begged) to play soccer this fall.  Like with all the girls, before we sign up for a sport they get "the talk".

ME:  being a on a team means not always being able to do what you want.  once you commit, you must finish the season.  after the season, if you never want to play again, that's fine.  but, you will finish the season.  do you understand? (what she hears, "yada yada yada")

B: yes Mommy.  i want to play sooooo bad.

ME: you want to play.  are you sure? there is no quitting.

B: I want to play.  please let me play.  i will kick the ball to the moon.  will my coach get mad at me for kicking the ball to the moon?

So, i fell for it...i signed her up.  She loved practice...listened well...but HATED the scrimmage part of the practice.  

Why?

"There's only one ball, Mommy and that doesn't seem fair to everyone."

So, Saturday was game day.  like any good soccer girl, i had her
 hair all fixed up...white ribbon and all.  she had on her fresh new blue cleats, shiny black shorts and shin guards and she was ready for action.  We could not get to the fields quick enough.
Then, well...there was a whistle.  and things went from bad to worse and, well, you just have to look for yourselves:

the initial whistle blowing incident...tears have started.
we're okay still.

I make her go on the field...she can pout or scream, but she must be on the field.


Wow...look at those cute shoes.  Those are nice shoes.

Well, she looks great.  She is...well...a fighter.  (note that Ryan is the shirt and shorts in the pic...he's also the assistant coach...not embarrassed at all btw)

We'll see what happens next week when we have her in her ear muffs to keep the whistle sound out.  Yes, we are THOSE people.

Comments

Wep said…
TOOOO CUTE!!!!

Yeah, my nephew has quit every activity about two weeks after games start. Makes me so annoyed but I'm not his parent.
GypsiAdventure said…
hahaha...I remember DQ's first soccer season. There were moments she did not want to return, moments she would cry and throw a fit - but she had 'the talk' and knew she had to go back. That was a few seasons ago and she loves every minute of it.

It took a while to get used to the game - it wasn't played like she thought (ie fair for everyone) but she learned and things got better, plus she got a trophy at the end of the season and that made it all worth it!

She does look adorable by the way!!!
~K
Ashley said…
Awww. What a sad face. I want to cry with her! But she is so cute! I hope the second game goes better.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose as long as you look good doing it!
Kacey said…
I love it! I love that you make them finish something that they start and I love that she had the gumption {whether she liked it or not} to go on the field and play.

I think her comment about the ball is hilarious and SO TRUE! :o)
Tracy said…
these pics were too funny - we had a similar experience with t-ball. so not fun.
hope the next game goes better.
What A Card said…
Oh, she is adorable!

I love soccer, and have been avidly recruiting my boys to be soccer players in a few years :) We'll see how my plan goes!
tiarastantrums said…
oh so funny - my daughter wanted to play soccer UNTIl she played soccer - SHE hated it - I COULD NOT get her to stay on the field to save my life. Eventually we had to pull out it was REALLy turmoil!

Best wishes for a great season!
At least the crying was because of a loud alarming noise and not because she was mad at not being able to have the ball all to herself! :) She looks absolutely ADORABLE. Sounds like the ear muffs are a good idea. :)
Kelley said…
Yeah...soccer...that's a game I don't get either. My oldest played it one year. Yeah...ONE year. We do the whole, "you sign up, you play" thing too (who wants to raise a quitter?). Of course, it didn't take long before I was thinking I might just quit FOR him but we struggled through and made it. You know, if all else fails, you always gotta LOOK good...and she does.
SuperCoolMom said…
Oh my. I'm afraid I may be in for that. My 10 yo dd wanted to play this year for the first time (after-school sports). She's generally a big priss and a chicken. The least competitive person I know, besides myself. I fully expect crying, complaining, and wanting to bail.
ayamlin said…
Hi!
wow!she is very cute:)
I'm not a big fan of soccer, too!
but I love seeing world cup games:)
Do you see that?
It's like Olympics:)
Laura said…
Great photos! Beautiful kids!
Love the candid action shots. She will love looking back on these when she grows up.

Saw you over at WW. Glad I dropped by.
Mandy said…
I love this and think we can be friends because I do the exact same thing and have posted in the past our baseball journey. I have similiar pics but my son didn't look as cute as your little girl crying...At least she liked the practices! My son was hit in the mouth the first practice and refused to go back, well, we made him but he made it miserable for everyone, why didn't I think of ear muffs?
Stephanie said…
Thanks for visiting from WW! Glad I stopped by...these are precious pictures! Too cute :)
Lindsay said…
That's adorable....for me anyway! :-) Isn't it funny how they get something in their little minds and won't stop obsessing about it, and then when "it" happens, it's not all they think it is in their heads? Kids....live and learn I say, live and learn....learn with cute expensive soccer shoes :-)
S Club Mama said…
Oh no! My son's a year old and loud noises scare him to tears, too. It's awful but she'll get used to it.

I only played soccer for two non-consecutive seasons. I played softball for 14 consecutive years!
Anonymous said…
I was laughing and remembering when my daughter started soccer.
I have to say.. as bad as she felt she "looked good on the field"!!
My daughter was among 10 little blonde haired girls on her team of 12. The other girls had brown hair. I don't know why but this particular team of girls loved to tell blonde jokes and Lauren would come home every practice with a new one. She was cracking herself up and we laughed at the irony!
Hope this week your Soccer Girl Rocks!!
Unknown said…
seriously....brooke, you rock my world! hope to catch one of those games next month!
Karen said…
That is a so cute and a wee bit humorous.
Leslee P said…
oh man, how stinking cute is she. i can tell she definately has a great personality! hopefully she will get the hang of it.
Angie said…
Aww, it's tuff when you first start out, I'm sure she'll get the hang of it soon enough!
You have a lovely family!
Thanks for stopping by!!!

~Angie~
Abby said…
I'm so sorry but this makes me laugh...its always funny when its not your own kids isn't it? Earmuffs to play soccer hilarious! My 2nd one would be so like this too very sensitive to loud noises, smells, tags, you name it!

I too am not a soccer mom. I am a football mom and get this my 2nd just joined the unicycle team at school! Can't wait to blog those pics!
Honey Mommy said…
Wow. She looks SO happy to be playing soccer!

Hopefully as she gets into it she will enjoy it more.
Mozi Esme said…
These photos are adorable! Here's hoping she sticks with it!
Michelle said…
those are cute pictures even though she was not happy! LOL Look at her face! Does the sound of the whistle bother her and is that what set her off? I hope it gets better for her!

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