Soccer girl

I was hopeless in athletics as a kid. Clearly, OO got her sports genes somewhere else.

She has been kicking ball with daddy in the wee hours in the morning, while mommy lingered in slumberland. According to the dad, OO does have good soccer sense and has been kicking up a storm.

I have always dreaded becoming a soccer mom... Standing in the cold rain in mud watching the little one kick, fall, and roll around in mud... Not the most appealing thought at all for a clean freak like me.

Or maybe I'm thinking too far ahead?