This weekend the boys had their very first soccer game ever.
They were both pretty thrilled to get out there and play.
And be silly.
After the first practice I expected a certain three year old to be distracted by picking flowers and water breaks.
I did not expect a tearful mid soccer match argument because "he's copying me" because his brother was apparently running the same way that he was running at the same time that he was running.
Fun times indeed. Three is a thriller.
All in all though they did have fun.
And the rest of us had fun watching them out there running around.
Next time I think a bring an even bigger blanket for a certain mermaid to cuddle under since she seemed to enjoy doing that so very much.
Here's 90 seconds of our fun soccer day: