Soccer

Friday night was Max's soccer game. His team is France. France did not win. Argentina won (I could have predicted that). But Max ran, and ran, and ran. He chased the ball and even made contact. He sat out for a rest when he was told to do so, and ran right back in when he was told to do so. Meanwhile, Isabelle and Jackson, Morgan and Mia watched from the sidelines. After the game we walked over to the park, and the kids played some more. Jackson dug in the dirt, ate some more sand, and played on the jungle gym. By the time they all parted for the night, they were worn out and properly dirty. What a great time!