max's first soccer game was basically this:)
crying on the sidelines scared to death to step foot on the field.
and then holding daddy's hand to go in for a few minutes here and there,
sobbing the entire time while she made a valiant effort to chase the ball around the field.
it was actually really funny.
sad for her.
funny for us.
she just wanted to wear the pink socks and soccer shoes i think.
just like her mama;)
i always loved dressing up for the part,
but when it came time to do it,
i'd really rather just look cute in the outfit!
ain't no shame max,
ain't no shame!
better luck on saturday?
we shall see.