Watching Brookie's soccer tourney.
I know I'm her mom.
But, man, is it fun to watch her.

How it flips around.
How it flies out as she's flying down the field.

It was a beautiful complex.
Little pieces of rubber popped up.
With every bounce and kick.
And Saturday morning I went shopping.
With another mom.
To Macy's.
Clearance shopping.
No kids.
Thanks, honey.
Silver uni's.
After win #3.

After win #3.
Aren't they the cutest bunch of girls?
1 comment:
How fun!!
Way to go, girls.
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