Well...everytime I look at this picture I panic. Where has my baby gone? I find my heart in constant conflict. Half of it loving and admiring this little girl, the other half sad that my little baby is gone. But I suppose...such is life. Now, I'm not going to pretend that soccer was a success, because she really could have cared less about it and refused to play in all but 2 of the games. But she looks awfully cute in her uniform! Even with her daddy as coach...no interest. She carried her purse around the court during practice, and during games she was fond of using the green court line as a balancing beam...that is when she wasn't trying to chase her sister. I guess I'm going to have to break down and buy the tutu and ballet slippers that she REALLY wants. Should I be worried that a 3 year old is calling the shots? Neh...
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