Seth was sick for his end-of-the-year soccer party, so Ryan, her friend, Sarah and I went in his stead. We got his trophy, ate some pizza and I cut up the banner to give to each of the players. Seth chose the bullet. He really loved this season again. He still runs around the field laughing with a big smile on his face. As of right now, he wants to keep paying soccer and I can't convince him to try anything else yet. He's got quite a good throwing arm (and he's not a great runner, just like his mom), so I told him I might make him try baseball. He remined me that I said he only "had" to do swim (so he doesn't drown) and piano (so he can serve others), everything else is a choice. He's right! I will either have to get very creative in my convincing, or I have been teaching them that plans sometimes change and we have to learn to deal with it. Ahhh, all the things that go into being a good parent (good thing I have Adam)! Let's hope they forget when we mess up!
