It was a chilli morning for a soccer game.
Claire was all about being outside with a ball and running around.
Caroline, not so much.
She wanted to trot around with her hands in her pockets.
So I hollared at her to take em out.
So she decided it was much too cold to do much more than a slow walk….but the preferred method was stand and observe.
When she had a break, she made sure her sitting towell was straight with no wrinkles, and her lap coat and bottle of sprite were aligned correctly.
Towards the end, she did briefly break into a run.
She says she loves it though. And really, who cares if she scores a goal or blocks the other team.
Her sweet little mind is a mystery to me – and that is OK.
As long as my girls love each other, it’s all alright.