Flag football season is upon us. Chris is once again coaching. This time its our oldest’s team and a 5-6 year old time he’s coaching. Our youngest son (6) and oldest daughter (5, “FireCracker”) are playing on the same team. The morning of their first official practice, FireCracker came downstairs early in the morning in her jersey, squealing, “It’s football day!” Needless, to say after years of watching her brothers play, she is pretty pumped to get her own flag belt and ball.
Little One isn’t old enough to play on a team, but that hasn’t kept her from being in the middle of it all. The boys usually put a belt on her and hand her a ball…then they run off to practice. I’m trying to take deep breaths in regards to the balls and flags overtaking my house. Yes, they have a place they are ‘supposed’ to go. In the rush of exciting practice, rarely does the gear return to its home though. The kids help pick up all the time, but they seem to forget when it comes this time of year. So right now, I don’t mind picking up the flags and balls….it is a reminder I have healthy kids that love playing sports together. Healthy. Playing. Together. Totally worth the footballs under my feet.I have a feeling in two years, she’ll be holding her own on the field like her brothers and sisters before her.
***I know you will ask! Her romper is from Target last year and her headwrap is from A Little Lady Shop (she makes waterproof ones too)