
When we got to camp, Bob spent 45 minutes looking for sticks with his friend J.P. There were 10 minutes of negotiations between the two of them over who would be in command of the "best" stick. Bob spent five minutes on the field actually sort of doing the drills with the coaches.
I spent an hour in my new soccer mom chair drinking coffee and talking with mommy friends. It was a lovely morning.
I'm starting to get it. Soccer camp isn't just about soccer.
Nope, and neither is T-ball. When's Reading Camp start?
ReplyDeleteI am sure that he had the prettiest soccer ball not on the field.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I subscribed to your blog (FINALLY)because my morning isn't complete without Bob's Soccer camp.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, that is THE prettiest ball.
GO BOB!
Now...you get it.
ReplyDeleteIt's like school isn't really about SCHOOL. Right? okay, it's just me.
ReplyDeleteGod I miss those days. I need to steal a friend's 5 year old...or convince the bf I need one more...hmmmm.
ReplyDeleteI'm totally jealous. I would love to be hanging out in a cool chair chatting it up while my kids run around. Awesome.
ReplyDeleteYou're such a lovely mum. I just take mine to the pitch and ditch him... "Pick you up in a few hours, babe..." and I'm off, causing tomfoolery around town and such. Maybe I need a chair too...
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