Fall Sports Pt. 2

I coached Liv's soccer team this year.  I haven't played since South Cache Middle School so it was a mighty flashback. 

I practiced with them and I'm better than a 9 year old.  I know that much.  My mom reminded me just before our first practice, "Colton's second grade soccer coach didn't know the first thing about soccer, but she taught them team work."  So I made some goofy hair ties to further the cause of unification.

One thing is for sure, I'm not an "everyone is a winner" type person.  You are a winner if you win.  You are a loser if you didn't and that means you've got work to do.  The girls were right there with me (mostly), so we had a fantastic season.

Happiest was I, that there were multiple girls who enjoyed playing goalie.  I have a healthy respect for anyone who would put themselves in such a perilous position. 

Most of the Evil Bulldogs U10 soccer team

We had a winning record and a winning attitude (right up until the last game when the little buggers threw it).

Tooth Fairy

Having just watched last week's Office episode (classic, by the way), I just walked upstairs to put the temperamental toddler to bed. I found our sickly 6 year-old on the couch, most likely fleeing the annoyance of Georgia, and right next to her I found Georgia.

No biggie. We have an open relationship with the surfaces in our house that accomodate a body for rest. However, said six-year-old is hiding her tooth (which the Tooth Fairy didn't replace last night), under her throw pillow, in a tin. I was going to delegate this one to The Chief, but I'll step up (with a cloth to dull the "tink, tink, tink" of the tooth), and handle this.