Good morning
Zooboomafoo is just starting. And in a few minutes mommy has to bathe five squirmy little kids so their shiny clean for church. But first a blog
Soccer went quite well. We didn't win, but I felt like the kids played their hardest. Well except for our goalie...but he's a whole nother story. Princess was very brave and didn't give into her many boo-boo's. She fell down a lot, but never melted down as is her normal behavior, instead got up and ran after the ball. HD played a great first quarter and then just decided to be done. He played goalie for one quarter and had a great time digging in the dirt. Oh and pulling the goal box over his head.
This will be the first and last year our kids do organized sports. Too many good things are being missed by them kicking the stupid soccer ball around. Dalene did a good blog about letting kids be kids, and I have to agree. Their is so much missed by organized sports. And when it comes right down to it how much do kids learn from them? They learn that its more important to run from one thing to another then to spend time with family.
They learn that all mommy is good for is to be a chauffeur. They learn that fast food is nummy because who has time to cook when their playing chauffeur. They learn to ignore their younger siblings because their not big enough to play.
I guess I'm just not into team sports. The *theory* is is it teaches kids to be active and good sportsman etc. I say that instead it teaches children to not take time to smell the flowers, or watch the jets. I will teach my kids how to be active. But in this house active as a family. For that is how I want to raise my kids is to be family-oriented. So we will continue to bike & hike together, and walk, and jog as they get older. Horse back riding when they get even older. All things that can be done by all and encourages interaction with each other instead of a competitive heart.
Okay stepping off my soap box
James got a bloody nose in the middle of the soccer game so while coaching I had to play doctor. UGH He is fine now...but oh my was that yucky.
And I think he toasted my t-shirt.
The good news is I'm ALWAYS allowed to comfort him these days. What a change since when he first came. And I wasn't allowed to get near him.
Okay it is PAST time to bathe babies, so better go.
Ta ta for now