Paco had an early soccer game. Each player usually play 3 of 4 quarters. In the under 8 division, there are no goal keepers, just teammates. There is a kid on Paco’s team who was not passing. And Paco does not focus on scoring. He is all about defending the goal. The coach literally coached the non-passer to stop trying to score, and pass to Paco because Paco had not scored this season. Paco was frustrated that quarter. He knows what he is good at, so he did not really want to focus on scoring. He wants to focus on stealing and passing. Once he reaches the age of goal keeping, good luck pulling him off that position.
I love the closeness of the fields to us. I walked there with Lemon. Lemon was a good sport about being stuck in the stroller. I admit, I did not want to have to chase him everywhere. I started to walk back and then Steve took over. The boys wanted to be together in the car, but we could not collapse the stroller. Steve decided he wanted to walk. So, he walked an empty stroller home.
The highlight of the day could have been Paco’s game. Alas, no. The parents of boys in Kindergarten (last year) are sealed. I did not make their poker night last month. But I wanted to host this month. The weather was cooperating so beautifully. We ate outside, played poker, controlled (ok, not really) the kids. It was a beautiful night. For 30 seconds we got the kids to lie on the grass (on sleeping bags) and to see Jupiter. Then they gathered flashlights and went crazy. Sigh.
Lemon held in there, then became exhausted. He saw one of the moms through the window while I changed his diaper. He hit the window and yelled to her, “Momo! Momo!” He is enchanted with the moms.
My thoughts on the walk, and tonight are thoughts of happiness. Walking, Seeing, Playing. Davis. Steve made these friends last year through Paco. I get to keep them.
Two good days in a row. Ahhhhh.