So, soccer started a couple weeks ago. We had a bit of drama figuring out the coaching situation. See, Paul loves all sports, including soccer. He coached Andy's cub soccer team 2 years ago and initially wanted to keep coaching Andy's team as he grew up. Well, we've got more than one son. So last year, Paul coached Canon's cub soccer team. So, this year, he's Andy's coach again and when I signed the boys up for soccer, I put Paul's name down to be a coach for Andy's league. When Paul went to pick up the coaching equipment after the orientation meeting, they stopped him and asked if he was also coaching a cub soccer team. They must have assumed that since he'd coached cub soccer the last 2 years, he'd be okay with it and they had him listed as the coach for Canon's team as well. Instead of saying, "there's no way I can coach two teams," he ends up taking the equipment home for Canon's team, leaving the responsibility for finding a different coach to US! He even said, "YOU're just going to have to coach his team!", which as you can imagine, didn't go over well considering my contribution to Canon's soccer games include multiple fast sprints into the field to keep Charlie from throwing a spare ball into the goal! Thankfully, one of the other families on the team was able and willing, but Canon was disappointed that he didn't get Daddy as coach again. Phew! At least we got THAT figured out!
So here's a couple pictures of Canon's first game. Our team was playing two of the kids we share a backyard fence with, Berkley and Paris. Though I think our team scored a few more goals (no technical score is kept), we figured that since Canon scored two goals and Berkley scored two goals, we tied! I feel bad not having any pictures of Andy's games yet, but as mentioned earlier, I hardly get to watch the soccer field at all with Charlie taking off as fast as a bandit these days! I'll post some within the month before the season is over! Soccer season is fun for the boys, but it does get a little old... scrambling to find the clothes, the shoes, the shinguards, the water bottle, the camping chair, a spare ball or two, etc, etc, FOUR nights a week! I hope Charlie doesn't intend to grow up very fast... I'm not ready to add two more games a week to our already insane schedule. My hat goes off to you "moms of many!" I don't know how you do it!
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This "mom of many" doesn't do it. We did soccer until we had kids on four teams and Dad coached two of them. That was crazy when games of both teams he coached would overlap. We were at the park so much, they started charging us rent. Insane! Now we all do martial arts together. True, we are always looking for lost belts, but at least there are no shoes to find. And our weekends are always free. Good luck!
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