Soccer Mom

It's official. I'm a soccer mom now. Well, to be more exact, Michael is a soccer dad. I guess, by default, that makes me a soccer mom.

Henry had his very first organized soccer meet/class on Sunday at Cheviot Hills Park. His team is called the Booters. Michael took him (I was sick, in bed), but from what I hear, it was the cutest damn thing you've ever seen!!! We have the photos to prove it.

Henry took to it immediately--no reservations at all. Michael said that he was actually quite good--able to dribble the ball all the way down the field and kick it into the goal really well (for a 3-year-old). Immediately after the game, Michael and Henry went out to buy cleats, which Henry proceeded to wear all day Sunday. He barely let me take them off for bed! :)

The entire weekend here was hot hot hot! When I wasn't laying in bed, I was out at the mall, the store, wherever there was A/C to try to keep cool. I hope this heat doesn't last too long. Being pregnant, I already sweat perfusely. This heat just makes it worse (and stinkier!). It's the only reason why I'm thankful to be at work today--central A/C. Ahhh, nice!

Hope everyone has a great week. Oh, my amnio is scheduled for this Friday, the 27th, so please send your prayers and good thoughts.

Kiss Kiss,

Mary