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.