Well… Thing 2 opened up his soccer season late this afternoon with five shots on the goal.
He hit the goal post three times.
He missed the goal by inches once.
And he was shut down by the defense on his last attempt to score a point for Team Red.
But… even though he didn’t score a goal this time around, our little man played soccer like a professional maniac tonight. He was all over the field, kicking constantly and not really passing when he should.
I believe that would be… well... #ballhog.
After the game, the little fellow who brought snacks passed out tall plastic bottles full of bright red corn syrup, to celebrate Team Red’s win. (Yes. We won, three to one.) Thing 2 cracked the top off that drink and slurped it down like a dying man in the desert, as he gasped, “My mom NEVER lets me have this stuff! I don’t even care that I missed all my goals tonight, because we got RED DRINKS!!”
If that isn’t genuine happiness, then I don’t know what is!
Y’all have a good Wednesday evening.