From the moment we found out we were having a little boy, Matt and I have been dreaming of Saturday mornings when we could load up the car with lawn chairs, water bottles, don our boy in his uniform, and go cheer for his team. This dream came true on Saturday.
Kooy is playing soccer. We went all out and bought him real soccer shoes and shin guards. We were real excited. Perhaps a little over board though, because when we got there he was the only 3-4 year old wearing them. I guess we should have realized it doesn't get to serious with the little ones.
We were so proud. Grandma and Grandpa Curtis and Aunt Shelby came to watch. Our little soccer player got right in there and even scored a few goals. They were so stinkin' cute. All of them. We cheered for everyone...even the other team. It was so cold that they were running on and off the field. At one time there was only one player from the other team on the field. We just laughed and giggled the whole time.
Power Kick!!!
Getting some practice kicks in before the game starts.
Lining up to do some drills. The coach couldn't be there but one of the dads did it. He was great! Hope our real coach is just as good. :o)
Team Huddle before the game starts.
Get the ball Kooy!!
Kooy lost his shoe during the game.
This is when he had just about had it with the cold.
But then Dad convinced him to play some goalie.