AuburnChick's Adventures

I told you I’ve been busy, didn’t I?  Saturday proved no exception.

I got up early enough to run some errands.  Look where I went:

Why did I go to the post office?  Well, I had to mail this:

And proof that both were in the same place at the same time:

Thank goodness for camera phones.  You see, I wanted to torture my swap partner, Fig, and I had a stroke of genius (this happens occasionally, you know).

I got home from my errands just in time to take Rockin’ Rooster shopping for some Under Armour.  If you’re not familiar with this line of clothing, click here.  Anyone who plays sports outdoors knows how vital this clothing is.  Players wear it under their uniforms, and it helps insulate them from the cold by acting as a barrier between the sweat and their clothing.

Rooster and I had about five minutes to shop.  Yeah, not a lot of time.  We actually ran through the store.  We considered ourselves lucky to find one adult large shirt (for those broad shoulders, you know) along with some shorts.  We paid (thank goodness nobody was in line ahead of us) and ran out to the car.  Rooster thought he would be late.  He was wrong.  I knew the best way to get to the fields, and we got to our destination right on time.

Don’t you know that I totally appreciated the rare day that things were going right.

I got myself set up on the bleachers, wearing my brand new Palindrome Scarf, made out of the heavenly Mmmmm.  My head was warm under the Koolhaas Hat I completed a couple of months ago.  I’m sure other parents thought I was overdoing it.  It didn’t take them long to realize just how smart (and talented) I was (and am).  Yeah, I was the object of envy, and I just loved it!

The game was an easy one for our team, and we quickly gained the lead.  Rooster was sent in to sub for a starter.  We were thrilled because we weren’t sure how much playing time he would get after being gone from the game for so long.  He wasn’t as nervous as the first game.  As he got in the rhythm of the game, he started making a few moves that surprised us.

And then his big moment arrived.

Rooster scored one of the prettiest goals I’ve seen.

I had been a good mom up until this moment, obliging his request to not yell (even good things) while he’s playing.  He told me it’s distracting.  However, when he scored, I had to yell, “Go Rooster (ok, I used his real name)!!!  I can yell now that you scored!”

Everyone laughed.

Apparently that goal was the shot of confidence that he needed.  His moves improved in complexity.  Soccer Chick was watching the game, and she was incredulous!  “Did you see that move?!  Where did Brother Rooster get those moves!  Oh wait…I taught them to him.”

Duh!  You guys are related, my dear.

All-in-all…a fine afternoon!  We stayed and watched the varsity team win its game.  I had a chance to use my camera and took over 1,000 pictures.  Of course, once I culled them down, I wound up with about 600 good ones.  It was the perfect day for soccer and cameras.

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