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Sep. 8th, 2007
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Sep. 8th, 2007 01:03 pmMaria and Zoe had their first soccer game today. It was fairly humorous and entertaining. They've only had one practice and Zoe spent most of it standing in one spot, digging in the dirt with her toe and periodically bending down to collect interesting things her toe turned up. When specifically addressed, "Zoe! Zoe! ZOE! OVER HERE!! ZOE!!" she'd look up, trot over to where the coach wanted her and proceed to dig in a new spot for new treasures. I didn't have high hopes for the game. I've talked to her several times in the days between the practice and the game about paying attention to where the ball is and trying to help out her team mates to score and assuring her that we will allow lots of time to look for treasures AFTER the game. She is younger than the other girls on the team, it is a U7 time (under seven) and technically Zoe should be on a U6 team, but we put her on the team with Maria anyway to consolidate some running around on our part. Well, that and the fact that the U6 team games were all on Sundays and we have church. U7 games are on Saturdays.
Maria worked her tail off at the game. She got a foot on the ball a few times and did help to move it down the field and even tried to shoot a goal once. She is still a little confused about what to do, but she will get there fast.
I was very, very proud of Zoe. She spaced out a lot, but a good percentage of the time she was running back and forth across the field chasing the pack. I don't say chasing the ball, because she never really got close enough to the ball to be technically chasing IT, but she didn't whine or complain about all the running and she followed the pack. That in itself is a huge improvement over the practice. Right at the end of the game I saw her trying harder to get into the pack and get to the ball. She is actually a very competitive little person, so I think once she gets comfortable with the other girls and the coach and gets the basic concept of the game down, she'll do much better.
It was fun to watch actually. I was pretty proud of both my hard working girlies. And they seemed pleased with themselves after the game even if the other team outscored them pretty badly (we don't really keep score but I think it was like 6-3).
Our landlady is coming over today to check out the house and see what they might need to do to get it rented (or possibly sold) to someone else as soon as we leave. So, I'm nervously trying to make it look presentable. It is clean, my cleaning ladies came on Thursday, but it needs some picking up and polishing. And something blue has been ground into the carpet at the top of the stairs, I have no idea what. So...few things to do this afternoon. Brad is watching Westpoint play football today. All in all, life feels very...normal right now. Soccer game on a Saturday morning, a little house sprucing up, football for the man of the house...
I don't altogether like it. I like being atypical. What atypical thing could I do today to make sure we aren't totally surburban America at its finest?
Maria worked her tail off at the game. She got a foot on the ball a few times and did help to move it down the field and even tried to shoot a goal once. She is still a little confused about what to do, but she will get there fast.
I was very, very proud of Zoe. She spaced out a lot, but a good percentage of the time she was running back and forth across the field chasing the pack. I don't say chasing the ball, because she never really got close enough to the ball to be technically chasing IT, but she didn't whine or complain about all the running and she followed the pack. That in itself is a huge improvement over the practice. Right at the end of the game I saw her trying harder to get into the pack and get to the ball. She is actually a very competitive little person, so I think once she gets comfortable with the other girls and the coach and gets the basic concept of the game down, she'll do much better.
It was fun to watch actually. I was pretty proud of both my hard working girlies. And they seemed pleased with themselves after the game even if the other team outscored them pretty badly (we don't really keep score but I think it was like 6-3).
Our landlady is coming over today to check out the house and see what they might need to do to get it rented (or possibly sold) to someone else as soon as we leave. So, I'm nervously trying to make it look presentable. It is clean, my cleaning ladies came on Thursday, but it needs some picking up and polishing. And something blue has been ground into the carpet at the top of the stairs, I have no idea what. So...few things to do this afternoon. Brad is watching Westpoint play football today. All in all, life feels very...normal right now. Soccer game on a Saturday morning, a little house sprucing up, football for the man of the house...
I don't altogether like it. I like being atypical. What atypical thing could I do today to make sure we aren't totally surburban America at its finest?