she scores!

Remember that little girl I wrote about a couple weeks ago–the star soccer player who kicked Ava’s team’s little rears? Somehow, Ava became that little girl last night, and I was beside myself with glee. (Hopefully the other team’s parents weren’t thinking nasty thoughts about my little girl!) Granted, Ava’s team had six players, and the other team had four, but it was still amazing (from my biased point of view).

Ava’s team was absolutely pitiful the first few games. The poor little kids just wandered around the field confused. Then last week little Grant scored two goals, and you could see it in their eyes, “Hey, this is fun, this scoring thing!” Ava and Livi have been practicing with Gabe in the back yard, and Ava’s a little demon out there. But she’s more like a little pussycat when it comes to the real games.

Not last night though. She got in on the action from the get-go and scored three goals. She was soooo cute after each one, so proud of herself, so excited, trying to be humble. After the 3rd goal (Gabe was at Livi’s game and missed it all), I said, “This time, pass it to one of your teammates and let them score.” One of the other dads said, “Aw, just let her be a hot dog.”

It was just a very happy (if not bitterly cold) evening. Then came Cubbies. The kids were in rare form. It was a rough night. Then poor little Nina, getting her molars. She was up crying (screaming actually) over half the night. I was literally awake for much longer than I was sleeping. I ran out of ibuprofen for her, and tylenol just doesn’t cut it. It was really, really awful.

I’m going to the Women of Faith conference here in town tomorrow and Saturday, Lord willing. Gabe is hauling the girls to Rock 4 Food in Lima all day and into the night. Then he’ll either bring them back so Ava can play soccer Saturday morning, or he’ll just stay in Lima. Please pray that Nina does okay. I also have a radio interview tomorrow at 11:20 am. I’m trusting Livi and Ava to watch Nina downstairs and keep her quiet–it’s supposed to be just 15 minutes.

Congratulations to Kerry and Krista on the birth of their gorgeous little boy, Kain Michael!

Over and out.

p.s. Oh, and thank you for the compliments on my photography skills, but truthfully, Gabe takes most of the good shots you see on my xanga. He’s quite handy with a camera.

12 thoughts on “she scores!

  1. tonialynn59

    How exciting for Ava!  Oh I remember the days of sitting in the cold watching soccer games!  I do miss is actually!  (I can’t believe I just wrote that!)  Poor Nina.  Praying she gets some sleep tonight and you too of course!  Teething=not fun!

  2. Abs7

    A Hat-trick! Good job Ava! Hopefully she’ll do it again when Gabe can see it.

    I don’t even know what “Just let her be a hot dog” means.

  3. hcole86

    Woo hoot for AVA!! Sounds like a hoot to watch! I love that comment from the other Dad: just let her be a hot dog…how hilarious!

    Sounds like a busy time for you….but then it always does!!

  4. Nixter77

    GO AVA… She sounds like a real star.. I love FOOTBALL….

    I went to a Women of Faith conference when I was in CO once, it was good. Have fun 😉

  5. YoYoYoder

    Way to go Ava! I want to watch her play!

    My friend Angie Smith from high school is going to be at that Women of Faith Conference! I really wish I could go! Let me know how it is!

  6. jbnygaard

    A hat-trick for Ava?!!! Sweet! Oh how I cannot wait for these soccer days! I remember getting hauled to all of my little brother’s soccer games from the U-6 all the way into his College days at Huntington! It melts my heart and makes my heart so giddy!

    Gabe is going to be in Lima this weekend with the girls??????!!! What is Rock 4 Food and can I come????

  7. stephaniedawnbasham

    I’m so proud of Ava!!! I can’t tell you how badly I wish you would have caught her amazing soccer goal-scoring skills on camera. I bet she was the cutest thing ever, trying to be all humble but obviously being ecstatic that she made a goal. 🙂

    Poor Nina. I wish teeth didn’t have to come in until adulthood. But then I guess we’d be really jerky and cranky and mean, which may be worse. Hmm…..

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