Showing posts with label soccer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soccer. Show all posts

Monday, August 6, 2012

A Few Other Happenings in JULY


Our Neighborhood 4th of July Parade
 

 A soccer tournament WON
with his new soccer team

 Webelos Wilderness Camp Attended

A week-long Scout Camp
survived by both Father and Son

A Teton High Adventure Camp
where there was white water and ropes
Lots of adventure - no photos

A Baby Bird found in our bushes

All the Elements of Harmony collected

A weekend at the Cabin/Lake
on the "Galactica"
my brother's new boat
 

 Where Ty learned to Wake Board
 
 

Oh and an Engagement

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Family Soccer Party


Last Saturday, we attended his post season soccer party as a family.  All year long he has worked hard at home, at trainings and in the game and it has paid off.  His team won their division and he received most improved player.

Next soccer season will be different.  He is switching soccer clubs and teams.  We will miss the great soccer leadership and direction we found in the FORZA futbol club but he will get the chance to play with his best friend and it will be so much closer to home.




At his party all the families got together and played dodgeball.  I don't think I have played that since elementary school.  All I can say is it was fuuuuuuuuuun!  You could tell the kids really enjoyed being able to play with and against their parents.  We played for over an hour and my body paid the price the next day but I am so looking forward to when I will be able to play that game again.  Maybe for a family reunion?  That would be great fun!

Monday, May 14, 2012

Mothering Little Soccer People

I got my annual Mother's Day picture with my kids.  My- they are growing.  How do you stop that from happening?

I am not sure I love celebrating Mother's Day.  I like recognizing those Mothers in my life that have been so so good to me, but I often spend time thinking about all the mistakes I make as a mother and it makes me sad.  Sad because I know I can't take those moments back but at the same time grateful my children are so forgiving.  And that I can pray for forgiveness and for help to be and do better-to make it right.

I also think about how being a Mother is a blessing in my life.  I think about how amazing and crazy it can be all at the same time.  I am thankful my Heavenly Father had enough trust in me to bless me with such an awesome responsibility.  Even if it does get a little crazy. 



Our spring soccer season has come to an end.  Except for that one boy who I never got a picture of and who is playing for a different league and still has one more game to go.



Bubba did better this year than last year, but he still spent most of his time out on the field in a different world from the actual soccer game going on around him.  We need to figure out what it is that he will really enjoy and be a part of.  Not sure what that is yet, but we have a pretty good idea that it is NOT soccer.


After a leave of absence for 5 + years from the game of soccer, T decided he wanted to play again.  He was part of a team that had more girls on it than boys which was kinda interesting since the majority of them didn't really like attacking the ball.  But I think he enjoyed seeing what he could actually do out on the field.  He will be playing again.



Then there is the youngest in her athletic debut.  She really struggled at first with so many kids huddled together pushing and going for the ball at the same time.  She figured out that if she stayed out of the "mosh pit" the ball would pop out and should could take advantage of that to kick it.  But Miss M also thought of game time as a social event and could be seen socializing with her new friends.

This fall we will be signing them up (even the one that I didn't get a picture of) with a different soccer club that is a little better organized and more professionally run.  I hope it goes well because I really like watching them learn to love a game that I enjoyed so much as a child and even now one that I love to watch.