Since we moved to our new house in our new city in our new state in our new time zone, Baby Twerp has been crying and begging to play a sport. He just turned three last week and the land of sports is not meant for anyone below the age of four. But he has cried and declared himself a soccer player.
So we have been in search of a soccer team that would embrace Baby Twerp.
We looked high and low and searched the depths of the oceans to the tops of the mountains. 
But to no avail. We were left empty handed and broken hearted. 
But alas our home town has a Soccer Tots class for 3 to 3.5 year olds. 
And this weekend was Baby Twerp's first class. The first 15 minutes we spent looking at ourselves in the mirror. 
He is his mother's son.
While all the other kids were actually playing soccer...
the event we have waited four weeks to partake...
we spent our time checkin ourselves out in the mirror. Well, hello handsome. 
Finally we got our head in the game. 
And played a little. 
And had a blast.
Thank you Lord Almighty for Soccer Tots...aka Savior of My Soul.
Can't wait for next week. 
Thank you Lord Almighty for Soccer Tots...aka Savior of My Soul.
Can't wait for next week. 
Maybe I'll just buy him a mirror, it'll be cheaper. This kid as no self-esteem issues.
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I need to see if we have one in my tiny little town. I HAVE to find something for my little man to do that will burn up the excess engery before he decided lighting the house on fire would be a good idea.
Yea for Baby Twerp!!!!
might have to go buy that craft paper to cover up those darn distracting mirrors...hm... now where did he learn how to pose like that??
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