Rain Rain Go Away

Rain Rain Go Away
Jade and Lily want to play
Come again another day.

Rain Rain Go Away
Our yard is mush, more like a bay
Can't you please just stay away?

Rain Rain Go Away
Our moods have turned to yucky grey
We just don't like feeling this way.

Rain Rain Go Away
Our locks have gone all astray
Please send us just one good hair day.

Rain Rain Go Away
Our umbrellas have been out to stay,
but really just want to be put far away.

Rain Rain Go Away
We've got soccer games to play
We want to go and shout Hooray!

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You know it has been raining too much when you open the front door and your 2 year old shouts, "Mama, its NOT raining!"

But then you have to tell her, "Well, that's because it just did" or "Just wait, it is going to in a bit!"

Pretty sure Lily's soccer game will be cancelled tonight...unless we can secure enough kayaks for all the players. That brings the total up to 3 games played and 3 rained out.

Sigh.

U5 Soccer: The Real Story

Well, finally the rain subsided and The Pixies got to play their first game.



And I got to realize that any thoughts I had about soccer not being competitive at this age were thought in vain.


We were hoarse after the game from yelling with excitement.


But that isn't the real story.


And the fact that Lily looks so cute in her soccer gear, crowned with her cute ribbons that my awesome friend Michelle made, isn't the real story either.

Nope. The fact that they won 10-7, and Lily scored two goals, and we have a star player named Mia that reminds us all of Mia Hamm...those aren't the headlines either.

The headline is about this guy.

The daddy coach who tapped his feet all the way to the game that just couldn't start soon enough. The guy who has a game plan and really cares and really loves these little girls that are now called The Pixies.

The guy that is just now getting his voice back. Lost through the new bonding experience that causes him to shout, "To the goal, baby, to the goal", to his one day shy of five little girl. The girl who looks back over her shoulder with a grin, knowing her daddy is proud of her.

Ten years of marriage and two kids later and I am still getting to see a new side of my husband...stick around soccer, you make me smile.

Put on your sunglasses...

the uniforms are in.

Apparently Jerry shouldn't have been worried about being head coach at all. If he doesn't get home until late and they need to hold a practice after dark, it's no problem...they'll all be glowing.

My initial idea was to name them the Fireflies...that was before I knew our color assignment. Oh how appropriate that would have been!

6 four year olds and a size 3 ball

Let the U5 soccer fun begin.

This is going to be an exceptionally fun adventure for us as Lily figures out if she should call the coach by, "Coach Gibson", or simply "daddy". I'm sure he'll answer to either.

We really didn't intend for him to coach. I mean he has played soccer all of his life, and was more than happy to assist, but with his work schedule and the time change on the way, we weren't really sure he could swing all the practices...especially if they didn't want to be playing in the dark.

He volunteered to assist. Then he suddenly started receiving emails about submitting his team name and color choice. Huh? He replied back for 3 weeks stating that he'd only be able to commit to assisting. No response. None.

So, with the season quickly approaching we began to get worried when Lily never heard from her coach regarding upcoming practices, etc. With Jerry getting no response via e-mail, I marched myself up to the Rec soccer office and inquired in person. I went at it from the angle of my daughter not having heard anything from her coach. The lady gladly looked her up in the computer system and said, well, it says here that her coach is Jerry Gibson, isn't that her father? Uh, yes.

So to make a long story short, Daddy will now be known as Coach Gibson for the next ten Saturdays and Wednesdays.

Here is Lily and her buddy Mia, a neighbor girl who Lily happens to be a whopping 5 days older than...who is now her fellow teammate as well.




Notice the pink and purple? We were hoping for pink or purple jerseys. Well, seeing as we were a little late in the game when it came to picking names/colors we were just assigned one. Out of the 29 U5 girls teams in our league, it seems they had plenty of pink and purple requests. Guess what color we got? Lime Green. Dear Lord, may it please be a cute lime green and not a crazy fluorescent yellowish green.

I just got an email that the uniforms are in and ready to be picked up this evening. I'll have to post an update later.

Oh, and did I mention that one reason Jerry decided to coach was that according to the soccer office one of the mom's had already volunteered to be team manager/team mom. Yeah, right. We emailed her to thank her for offering to help and let her know that she needed to get her background check sent in. We got an immediate response stating that she had double checked her daughter's registration form and that she had not volunteered to help in this way. Great.

That's when I got a new assignment from the Head Coach. I'm reporting to you as Assistant Coach of the Lime Green Pixies. I've never played a day of soccer in my life.

Lord, help us all.