Wait for me!
None of us are very good at getting up early, so Tuesday morning soccer class makes for a difficult morning. This morning I woke up after eight and just as I was strongly considering getting out of bed Diana decided she was hungry. I fed the baby and jumped in the shower around 8:25. After my shower it was already 8:45. I only had 15 minutes to get Amelia ready and reach her soccer class on time.
Luckily, most of the other parents (and the soccer coach) are no more motivated to jump out of bed than we are. Class had not started without us and only about half of the kids and parents were on the field when we arrived.
As soon as Amelia got out of the car she chirped, "Soccer!" She then ran toward the field repeating, "Wait for me, wait for me." It was great.
Amelia did a very good job at soccer class today. For one thing, she actually kicked the soccer ball. She kicked the ball all the way to her intended target (a flag placed on the field). I was super impressed with her performance. Of course, she later picked up the wet ball that was covered in dirt and grass and became irritated when her hands got dirty. But, she did kick the ball once or twice and that's already a great improvement over what she was doing before.
After class we always spend some time at the playground. Amelia is very timid when it comes to the slides and does not like to go down a slide without mom. Today she watched an older boy (around four) climb up the stairs in the playground and go down the slide over and over. Each time the boy would come down the slide she would giggle (and sometimes applaud) and insist he do it again. I guess watching someone else slide is at least as much fun as doing it yourself (and less work).
When the boy grew tired of sliding and went back to his sandbox and shovel Amelia was disappointed. But her real disappointment came when it was time to leave. I told her we had to go home so that daddy could pay for our new house (whoo-hoo) and she cried. She walked slowly back toward the parking lot, crying as she went, and saying, "One more time" and "Last time." It was precious. I was very proud of her for being such a good girl.
She was pretty good at the grocery store today as well. She insisted that we buy some mustard and was upset when I put it back on the shelf. I told her she could have any fruit she wanted for being so good and she chose a watermelon. The watermelons were on sale, two for one, so all of you are welcome to come over for watermelon any time.
Lisa
Luckily, most of the other parents (and the soccer coach) are no more motivated to jump out of bed than we are. Class had not started without us and only about half of the kids and parents were on the field when we arrived.
As soon as Amelia got out of the car she chirped, "Soccer!" She then ran toward the field repeating, "Wait for me, wait for me." It was great.
Amelia did a very good job at soccer class today. For one thing, she actually kicked the soccer ball. She kicked the ball all the way to her intended target (a flag placed on the field). I was super impressed with her performance. Of course, she later picked up the wet ball that was covered in dirt and grass and became irritated when her hands got dirty. But, she did kick the ball once or twice and that's already a great improvement over what she was doing before.
After class we always spend some time at the playground. Amelia is very timid when it comes to the slides and does not like to go down a slide without mom. Today she watched an older boy (around four) climb up the stairs in the playground and go down the slide over and over. Each time the boy would come down the slide she would giggle (and sometimes applaud) and insist he do it again. I guess watching someone else slide is at least as much fun as doing it yourself (and less work).
When the boy grew tired of sliding and went back to his sandbox and shovel Amelia was disappointed. But her real disappointment came when it was time to leave. I told her we had to go home so that daddy could pay for our new house (whoo-hoo) and she cried. She walked slowly back toward the parking lot, crying as she went, and saying, "One more time" and "Last time." It was precious. I was very proud of her for being such a good girl.
She was pretty good at the grocery store today as well. She insisted that we buy some mustard and was upset when I put it back on the shelf. I told her she could have any fruit she wanted for being so good and she chose a watermelon. The watermelons were on sale, two for one, so all of you are welcome to come over for watermelon any time.
Lisa
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