If you know us, you know that my husband is soccer obsessed. I always have a chuckle when people ask me where Peter is. There’s only one answer… soccer. So today was a momentous occasion when our firstborn went to her first soccer practice. It’s very laid back. Dads “coach” for 30 minutes and then the cute 3-year-olds scrimmage. It’s kind of humorous. They just drift off the field for a sip of water, pick up the ball with their hands, chase the ball onto another field. But there were moments of greatness. Here are a few. 
I noticed as I looked through the pictures that she keeps her mouth open as she dribbles. So cute.
Her father (did I mention he’s a soccer coach?) is so proud of this next one. She has such great technique even at 3!
The week before, she started ballet. (did I mention her mother is a ballet teacher?) It was a big few weeks!
