Isabelle and Soren have started soccer. The first games a couple of weeks ago we had a couple of cousins along (Marin and Stuart), which made it great fun. And helped in the chaos of Soren's many meltdowns. Yesterday was Soren's third game and it couldn't have been more different than the first. No crying when someone took the ball away, no falling to the ground when he it wasn't his turn on field, and no wandering off. Now I've just got to get him to focus on the game, instead of running down the field and smiling and waving at us. He did get a goal though! It was the most perfect moment: he dribbled the ball down, got past a couple of kids and kicked it right in. We all clapped and you could hear his little three-year old voice shout: "I did it!"
