How did Madeline end up a little soccer knocker?
Well, our little girl would love to take horseback riding lessons, and one day her dreams of galloping across an open field on a trusty steed just may come true; however, our current budget and location (we’re urbanites right now) does not allow for such an outdoorsy and pricey hobby. Plus, Dad, who did not grow up on horses as I did, finds the idea of his precious little girls on top of 1000-plus pound animals a bit unsettling. (I really can’t blame him. Sometimes when I stumble across a picture of my horse crazy self as a child looking no bigger than a peanut on a massive horse, I realize just how much my parents loved me to get over their fears and let me ride.)
Since horseback riding is out for now, we decided to try ballet after much begging on Madeline’s part, but our gazelle was far more interested in sprinting across the dance floor than perfecting a plié.
As for soccer, the sport seemed like a perfect fit for our high energy girl. And it is. Madeline’s face glowed with sweat and happiness as she ran across the soccer field.
At one point she said, “I’m so tired.”
Was that angels singing?
Seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever heard this chipper child say that before.
Later that night she said something else that got my attention, “I had so much fun out there on that field.”
Looks like, for now, she’s found her sport.