We put Madelyn in soccer this year for the first time. It's at the same place that she played T-ball last fall. It's an indoor league, they don't have any practices, and it's just plain chaos really! As I watched her play, I remembered why I hated to play soccer in P.E. when I was in school. I hated chasing a stupid ball up and down a field all day long and also getting kicked in the shins. Which we didn't get Madelyn (shin guards)....I'm going to go pick her up some this week. She has enough bruises as it is. She got hurt before we even started playing soccer. Before the game, she and several of her teammates were running around outside and she and another player run into each other and bumped heads. She started crying and I held my frosty drink to her head. She's so funny when she gets hurt. If you know Madelyn at all, then you know that every injury no matter the severity is cause for alarm. She is quite the drama queen about it. Well, she cracks me up because as I am calming her down and kissing on her hurt, I'll say, "Are you okay?" and she'll say, "No, I'm not!" in this most pitiful voice you ever heard. Most people say, "Yeah" when you ask them that, but not Madelyn. Silly girl!
She did well playing (running). She had to stop several times because she "lost her breath" as she said. Next week, they need to let the air out of the ball a little bit to slow that thing down. Seriously, those poor kids were just chasing a ball back and forth. Here she is in her black team shirt and some of her teammates.
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