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So we are back to playing soccer this year. She played as a four year old, but then when she turned five she decided to try dance. I made her stick with it for a full year (while secretly hating every minute of it myself!) before letting her go back to soccer. It's not your four-year-old-herd-ball game anymore. We've moved up to the big leagues. She's still little enough to be back on her old team, though! I love that she is loving it. I love that she isn't afraid. I love that the other girls tower over her. I love number 12.
This week I'm thankful that we aren't all cut from the same mold.