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Monday, September 17, 2007
Coach Daddy
Duchess is finally okay with the idea of getting up every Saturday morning and heading out to play soccer. She still insists on the orange "my soccer" shorts and the pink converse cause she is too cool to match. In fact, I overheard a parent comment "yeah that's Duchess, she is the one always in orange shorts" in passing when we were approaching...in a very accepting, it's okay that she's strange kind of way.
So when we got to her game on Saturday, it was to find that there was no coach. No preschool soccer allows a coach on the team with the 6 kids. Cause really if there was no adult, they would just kick each other and see who could roll their way to the goal first. So The Man stepped in and took over as Coach Daddy. Now Coach Daddy had his hands full from the start.... Cause Duchess thought surely she could just stand beside him, he was her daddy and he was the coach....confusing. So he took the time to gently shove, I mean push her towards her position, oh like eighty-four times.
Now she was like silly putty at this point, cause the minute he turned his back, she was right back underneath him. She's a lefty, so she prefers his left side.....interesting.
Of course there was the time she wasn't concentrating in the huddle cause she was chasing a ladybug. Cause ladybugs have to live too....honest, she says that, my little tree hugger. And there were the times she had to leave the field in mid-play cause she found a rock and they didn't belong on the field, so someone (HER) had to carry them over to the fence and throw them in the grass.
Then there was the "Can we just go home" instance in mid-huddle. With a little cheek smushing and some nose rubs between them, she agreed to see it all out. Then proceeded to walk off the field cause she saw someone (not me, promise) eating her animal crackers snacks....
But in the end, she won. And The Man, he got an award for keeping a big ole smile on his patient face throughout the whole experience that was preschool soccer. So when we get to the parking lot and go to divy up into our separate vehicles so one can go home with Duchess and one can take Princess to her game....Duchess announces that she's riding with Coach Daddy.
Damn, that was just sweet......and I kept the animal crackers.
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