It's soccer Saturday again. All three of my boys are play soccer this season. I just love it.
Last week, my 5 year old scored his first goal. It was priceless.
We had to drag him to the game. He got in the car in tears. We allowed him to bring "Bobby" along, hoping his security buddy would comfort him. It worked. He played hard. He scored.
He was beaming.
I congratulated him.
I took lots of pictures.
I gave him five.
I gushingly went on and on about the goal.
And then he said, "Just a minute, Momma... I need to tell Bobby I scored a goal."
[Quietly to Bobby]