Little Hands and Feet: Soccer Girls!

Sep 7, 2010

Soccer Girls!

My friend Sarah has lost her mind. She agreed (I think it was even her idea) to coach all of our little 3 and 4 year old girls on a soccer team this year. They are so cute with their baggy shorts that cover their knees and their shin guards that cover the rest of their legs. We've had a few games -pictures soon to come. Libby is number 12 to match her daddy's high school jersey number. Mostly they run around on the field (sometimes even near the ball!) and wave to their parents :) It could be my new favorite thing.

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Kids say the darnedest things

Libby, at VBS talking about kids against hunger: "Once we were on a trip and my parents didn't stop for 2-3 days so I went 2 or 3 days without eating"
Libby after crashing on her scooter: sob, "I wish I was a mom so I could be tough."
Jacob's 2nd grade teacher: "Jacob, how would you like to grow this year?" (pause) Jacob: " I would like to grow venus fly traps."
Libby: "Mom, please stop singing, it's giving me a headache."
Libby (while looking at our wedding picture): "When did you get married Mom?" Me: "1999". Jacob: "Oh, that's why it's in black and white".
Jacob, after I got home from the salon: "Oh Mom, you forgot to go to your haircut."
Libby, to a sweet lady sitting next to us on an airplane: "Are you allergic to ghosts?"
Libby: " Mom, can you smell the booger I just ate?"
Jacob : "Mom, you know why I like Godzilla so much? Because he's all about nature."
Me : "Libby, what are you doing?" Libby: "I'm putting squirt (hand sanitizer) in my belly button to make it more powerful."
Me: "Good night baby bear." Libby: "Good night grown-up bear."
Jacob:"Mom, can I fly my remote control helicopter outside?" Me: "No. What if you fly it over the fence?" Jacob: "Mom, it's a remote control, I'll just fly it back."
Jacob, as we're driving past an assisted living center: "Grandpa's old, but he can still mow the lawn."
Libby in the shower: "Let's play tag!"
Jacob to Grandma as she is trying to read him a book: "Uh Grandma, I think you're confused, you missed a page."
Libby, to the Grease Monkey guys: "THANK YOU!! (then under her breath) ya pickle-heads!"
Jacob: "Mom, Libby broke my spaceship." Me: "Well, maybe you need to keep your spaceships where Libby can't reach them." Jacob: "Or we could just get rid of Libby."