Yesterday was the boys first day of team soccer practice. Dustin had gone out and purchased really really expensive soccer items for them (cleats, socks, shoes, balls) from a sporting goods store and I went out and returned it all and bought it way cheaper from (evil corporate) Wal-Mart. Yesterday was also really hot and humid (for mid September), the high was 108 and did I mention the humidity? So we went to the church soccer field at 6pm with the kids and their stuff and a ton of water and watched them practice, and Allegra played with 2 cups of water, as she is want to do. (She loves physics. She will take 2 cups of water and pour them in and out of each other all day long. And spill them.) And as I sat next to Dustin in our little plastic beach chairs with towels on them because it was so hot, I thought, "Oh my god. This is it. This is the beginning of spending our lives driving the kids to various practices and games and friends' houses and team events and shelling out a zillion bucks to pay for it all!" Because, seriously, they now have soccer practice on Mondays and Wednesdays, karate on Fridays, and soccer games on Saturdays. They're 4.
The boys team is called... wait for it... The Chivas. For those who don't speak Spanish, that means, The Goats. The Mighty Goats. The Magnificent Goats. The Grass-Chewing Goats.
Over the summer, the boys were in day camp, and one of their sessions was called "All About Me," and they learned all about their (G rated) body parts. The boys took a fascination with their skeletal system, and ever since then they've been telling us, any time something hurts, that their bones are breaking, or broken. And apparently they repeated that all throughout their soccer practice, as afterwards the coach told me that she thinks they're falling apart; they kept telling her their bones were broken.
So we went home, with instructions to practice (even though the coach scheduled the next practice for TODAY, so I'm not sure when exactly we're supposed to practice before today) and everyone took a bath and went to bed and fell asleep in about 4 minutes. (Except for me because I have pregnancy insomnia, but I don't count.) No whining or asking for water or getting up to go to the bathroom, just SILENCE. It was lovely!
I don't have any pictures of soccer practice because our camera is being repaired. We've had a zillion problems with it since we bought it as a wedding gift to ourselves, however I have to say that Nikon always repairs it, and so far it's always been free. And usually gets it back to us pretty fast. So I expect by early next week. Maybe I'll take a pic of the kids with my camera and see if I can upload it. However I do have a pic of the boys in their karate uniforms.
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