Soccer Mom

It's official. I'm a soccer mom.

When you hear the words soccer mom do you picture a minivan full of rowdy children driven by a 30+ year old woman with shoulder length hair and out of date tennis shoes? She's probably carrying water bottles and orange slices, annoyingly fist bumping all the team mates? Well, that's me except remove the minivan and insert an ultra family friendly station wagon.

Dylan has his first soccer match Saturday. There is a total of seven games and we (The Breakers) play Team Surge every match. Sound intense, maybe too much for four and five year olds? Nah, they can handle it...it's all about juice boxes and cool shin guards anyway:)