My little sister is an awesome soccer player!

I had an amazing visit with my birthdad yesterday.  Maybe one of the best thus far, in terms of comfort and one - on -one time.  (Usually, when we visit, it is with the girls or for a huge family event with tons of people). 

I got to his house around 10.  He did some yard work in the front and we talked about all kinds of things…parenting, society, first love.  He was pulling weeds but found some little purple flowers.  He gathered a bunch of them and handed them to me like a bouquet.  Sooo cute.

He made some amazing chicken noodle soup…I mean, totally homemade.  It was so good that I had two bowls!  He did random dancing and singing around the kitchen (and the house, as a matter of fact).  He is a really random goofball, but on occasion, I do the same types of things.  So I guess that’s where I got it from.  Lol.

My sister had a soccer game at 7 and I got to go and watch it!  I know this seems like such a small joy, but it was huge to me.  She is really starting to attach to me, partially because I am around more and partially because she is getting older.  When we picked her up, she saw me sitting in the car and came running across the lawn, shouting “Vicccctorrrrriaaaaaaa!”  I couldn’t help but smile.

I can proudly say in complete truth that she is one of the best soccer players on her team (or the other one).  She’s a fighter, just like me and her Daddy, who is coaching her team this season.  She’ll do just about anything to get that ball in the net.  I know this is only a team of 5 year olds, but if she keeps playing every year, she’s going to have some mad skill!

     

Every time she took a break from the game and a sub replaced her, she came and plopped herself on my lap.  And I got to hold her and hug her and tell her I was proud and that she was doing a great job.  And I got to shout her name every time she would take the ball up the field and close to the goal.  

I love that girl.  I love that she let me be close to her, that she leaned on me and cuddled herself on me.  I love that she was happy to see me and that on a few occasions, I made her laugh.  We’re starting to have our own “thing.”  Soon, she’ll be six and it can only grow stronger.

(Sidenote:  I asked her what she wants for her birthday and she said anything Bratz, Hannah Montana or Barbie).  Um yeah, we have a major girlie girl on our hands.  I can’t wait to spoil her, and with my new job, I’ll be able to!   

After the game, we took her home and I got to see my other baby sister and their Mom.  She is someone I haven’t spoken about yet on the blog, but I can quickly say that since my reunion (or rather, first visit everyone - i say that since I never felt completely out of their lives, even as a kid, so reunion to me is a funny word.), she has been really awesome about making sure I’m included in plans, parties, get togethers.  She told me from the beginning that she always wanted me in to be in the girls lives and that she didn’t think any of us should miss out on that opportunity.  She’s held to that and it means a lot to me.

Overall, a really nice day and a really awesome visit.  I’m blessed.