Tag: soccer
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The Snark Has Arrived: Kicking And Screaming
Just when I think I’ve managed to attain to a level of maturity that I’m hoping will remain constant, I find I’m not all that. That level of maturity? It becomes a wispy cloud, blown by the wind. This past weekend, I had the chance to watch Ethan’s soccer game. (An official soccer nana.)…
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Wonders Way Over My Head
I’m an incredibly unbiased observer when it comes to youth soccer. Having seen at least a thousand games–slight hyperbole but close to the truth–I appreciate good soccer. And Ethan is an amazing player. Nana’s unbiased. The holiday tournament this weekend was fun to watch. Ethan’s team won two games, beating a premier team and an…
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When Reality Mixes With Tradition
We wanted to come up with a tagline for our Christmas this year. With everyone home, the house bursting at the seams with people, laughter, games and drama, we needed a title for the memory. Rogers’ epic Christmas. Celebrating tradition in grandeur and scope. It’s been non-stop motion and talk. Noise levels that have kept…
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That Wouldn’t Have Been My Choice
They didn’t really want to be there. But where else could they have been? Teagan and Isley would have preferred being anywhere other than the soccer field. Neither were playing. Neither wanted to watch their sibs play. Since they’re not of an age to have a driver’s license or to stay home alone (ages 8…
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It Wasn’t Supposed To Look Like That
You’d think if I knew there was a good to excellent chance of eating my words, I’d choose them with a little more care. With thought to what they might taste like coming back at me. There’s always that chance that things I’ve said will be used as a reminder that my walk doesn’t always…
Tip of My Iceberg 