19 July 2011 Family Football

This summer AC and Sam have been playing football (yes, I mean soccer–that’s a Britishism that has taken hold in our household) one night a week in Coach West’s parent-child football class. Tonight I went along to watch. I had even brought a blanket to sit on under a shady tree. But no. Coach West drafted me. It was fun. And I am only mildly ashamed that I feel proud to have held my own with a bunch of 5-7 year olds.