I have joined the ranks of the soccer moms. Dean played when he was little - literally, like age 4 to 7 or 8 - and then not again until last year when he played on the 8th grade team. Junior high soccer is co-ed, and it was fun to see the kids all muddy and ragged, then just an hour or so later all clean and dressed up to dance at Nordquist. This year it's high school soccer and we don't have enough boys for a JV and a varsity team, so it's only varsity. What a difference. These boys play tough! Here is a photo of part of the team after a win on Monday. The newspaper came out and took a bunch of photos and wrote up an article about the team. Dean is number 9 and the muddy boy is Garrison, a good friend. He really earned that dirty uniform that day! It's a great group of boys and parents, so it's been fun so far. Dean is learning a lot about soccer, since he really didn't play much before this.
Life is interesting, isn't it?
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