My sweet, affectionate little soccer player
Wednesday, Mar. 31, 2004, 9:10 pm

Tonight was B�s very first soccer class. Imagine a grade school gymnasium filled with 4 year olds who have never played soccer before. There were three instructors and about 24 children. The amount of energy in that building was mind boggling. All of the parents sat around the perimeter of the little gymnasium on the floor, including P and me. Watching B running, learning how to control the little spongy soccer balls (they had one for each child!), practicing stopping it with her foot and not using her hands, was so much fun for us.

At one point, the instructors had the kids all sit in a big circle in the middle of the floor while they explained how to do something. All the kids were sitting down, paying attention, but B got up from the circle, ran over to me, gave me a sweet kiss right on the lips, then ran back over to the circle and sat down. Several times during �practice� she stopped what she was doing to blow us a kiss.

This is the kind of thing that just melts me, and makes me teary with love for her.

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