Tonight was Jorja's first soccer game of the year. I must say, I am still in a bit of shock. The progress she has made over the past two years is quite amazing. The first year she was more worried about picking dandelions and chasing butterflies. The second year she would run after the ball but veer away if contact with it might be made. Today, she was right in there. She actually scored a goal, which she was very proud of. (so was I) She also chased down a member of the opposition who was on a breakaway and stripped the ball from him. Who is this kid, and what did she do with Jorja?
There was a bit of drama before we left though. The game didn't start until 7:00, so Julie stayed home with the other two girls, while I took Jorja. Ginny does not like being left behind. We left to her tearful cries as the door, "I'm going to miss you so much Jorja." If only she would remember that tomorrow when Jorja ticks her off and she hits her. Later.