One of Jonah's Saturday soccer games got rained out so they had a makeup game on a Thursday night. That. Was. Tough. It was a mad rush to get out the door and to the game on time not to mention the sheer exhaustion of my little 5 year old.
Look at those fat little feet!!!
We were barely into the game when the tears started flowing. I don't even remember what upset him but whatever it was totally rocked his world. He normally goes to bed around 6:30 p.m. and this game was at 5:30 so you can imagine how tired he was. It was not a good night for him.
Somehow, I worked my mommy magic and convinced him to be okay and get back out there to play for a while. He did and was extremely happy when he learned he got to play Goalie.