Thatcher's soccer season ended a few weeks ago. I can't believe I have a little boy big enough to play soccer. He loved it and was such a good sport about always being a few feet behind the action. He loved to run and had a few moments of "brilliance" as Ty put it. The very last game Thatcher made his first goal of the season and actually scored three times (once for the other team, and once thanks to the star player who passed the ball to Thatcher so he could make a goal).
Thatcher was one happy kid. The day of his last game we had a soccer party and he got his trophy (that he has slept with almost every night since).
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