Soccer Mom in Training

Over the summer we decided to put Stinkerbell in soccer on account of she loves to run so much. So now I'm a soccer mom.

Heh, heh. Sort of. 

I'm sure that real soccer moms would be loathe to claim me among their ranks. When I first signed the Stinkster up to play, I thought to myself  "What's up with those ridiculous knee socks? They're so 70s."

Yes, I did.

And then I found out that the ridiculous knee socks really cover up, get this, shin guards. Who knew?

Turns out those shin guards are preeeetty darn important.

And I've been thinking, since Peanut Head is so handy and the shin guards are there anyway, why not make them work double duty and have Peanut Head install some little GPS beacon alarm thingies in the shin guards.

I know, I know, why? Well, because I think I'm the only mom on the sidelines cheering for my child and alternately interjecting "No Stink! The other way! Run THE OTHER WAY!"

And if she had the GPS beacon alarm thingies, well then I wouldn't have to yell so loud. I could just sit back and watch her abruptly change directions and run the other way, like it was her idea.

It could work. I'm going to have Peanut Head get right on that.

Stinkerbell gets that discombobulation thing from her Mama. I like to run too, and I mostly don't know where I'm going either. But it's so much fun.

Sometimes Stinkerbell gets to be the goalie too, and I'm happy to report that she doesn't seem to need any electronic assistance for that position. True, she doesn't look very alert in this picture, but she's really looking at the goalie vest in awe because she can't believe that she actually gets to be the goalie. She loves being goalie. And Girlfriend knows how to pounce on a ball, let me tell you.

I knew that getting that kitten would pay off.

Let the games begin.