Miss C made a goal at her second soccer game of the season, bringing her grand total of two goals so far this early in the season to a number surpassing her entire spring season. It’s so exciting to see her make goals because last year she was starting to get discouraged. She’d drive the ball down the field, but could never quite make it in the goal. Of course hubby and I both gave her the “it doesn’t matter if you score a goal” talk, but she was still getting really frustrated toward the end of last season until she finally made a goal. This year, although she is one of the shorter girls on the team (a trait I always had the honor of holding during all my school years), she’s also one of the fastest.
Three of Miss C’s teammates are from the original team that began playing in the fall of 2006. One of the girl’s moms marveled with me at our first practice at how much older the girls seem now. Then this weekend, because I am prone to bouts of “what happened to my baby” episodes, I was looking at pictures from that fall and found their first team group photo. The girls look so much more grown up. It’s hard for me to believe that in just two short years and five seasons of soccer that Miss C has gone from looking like this little pony tailed 4-year-old:
To this pony-tailed 6-year-old: