Last Fall, Sloane was fortunate enough to play soccer for the first time. Her friend, Lydia Eaton, played last year, and Sloane had a chance to see one of her games when we were in Atlanta for a few days over Spring Break. A few months later, finding ourselves back in Atlanta for good, Sloane was all about playing soccer on Lydia's team. At the time, I thought it was because of her love of the sport, but as it turned out, she just wanted to do whatever Lydia was doing. Go figure... Her team's name was "The Foxes," and let me tell you...they were one tough group of little girls. They practiced once a week and played their games on Saturdays. There were a few girls that took it seriously and really played the game well. There were others, including Sloane, that didn't seem to care either way. And apparently that's typical. I promised myself I wouldn't be one of those parents that screams from the sidelines, verging on being obnoxious to the nth degree. I think I did a pretty good job, although it was frustrating at times. I didn't expect Sloane to be an overnight sensation, but I did want her to play hard and understand the importance of teamwork. For her first time ever playing the sport, I think she did a great job.
At their last practice of the season, I couldn't resist taking pics of the girls.
I'm definitely looking forward to next year. I've been told that the first year is always the hardest and after that, they just "get it." I do hope that's the case. I really want to see Sloane's competitive spirit come out on the field. When you watch little girls like Elle, who was the stand-out player of the entire league, in my opinion, it's hard not to want your child to want to be that good.
We'll see next season, won't we?!