This was her year. She finally got it. She ran around the field like she had purpose and was determined to make a goal.
She worked really hard and I saw a fantastic team player out there. She always sat on the sideline with her team, watching the game, learning what she could when she wasn't in the game.
And she stayed hydrated. Very important in the Florida heat.
Every once in awhile, during half time, she would sit in my lap and I'd tell her proud I was of her. And she would act like a nut.
Two kids playing soccer meant three days a week we were at the field. She did a pretty good job playing the role of big sister. She was patient, kept busy, and even had some fun with my camera.
I sure wish I had it on film or video, but it finally happen. She scored a goal!!! I jumped, I screamed, I even cried. I was so freaking proud of her.
This year it was all about that goal. And the trophy.
I'm actually considering Spring soccer for her. Just to keep her fresh. But there's something about the holidays that wear me out and it's hard for me to commit. We'll see how it goes this year.
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