you say soccer...I say snacks

Another first we had the pleasure of witnessing recently?

Boo in his first official soccer league!

Here are some pictures from the first game in April.

Time to warm up!

The league is 3 on 3, with a ref, on a good day...otherwise it's up to the Dads.  

As the game progressed, we learned that the "sky blue" team is, um,
slightly more advanced than us.

We also learned that our little crazy extrovert

is much more interested in the social aspect of the game, 

than the actual competitive notion of it.

He could more often be found hatching plans with buddies than, perhaps, following the ball.
{Though I seem to have captured a disproportionate amount of the latter.}
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In last week's game, when he noticed a classmate {on a different team}
pass by on an adjacent field, 

he stopped in the middle of getting the ball down his field 

and with hands cupped to his mouth, started yelling:

"Marshall!  Marshall!!  MARSHALL!!!"
Then double-waving like a madman with the most enormous smile on his face.

In all, his favorite part, in regard to the actual sport, was to fetch the ball out of the goal. 

Which is awesome because he got lots of chances to do it.
The final score?  48 {them} to 2 {us}.  

To keep herself busy, Zee decided to be the cheering section, 

after she found some old cotton balls in the cupholders of our folding lawn chairs.

Pretty clever, right?
  

Here's his buddy, from preschool, whom he was ECSTATIC to see at the first practice.
ECSTATIC, people.  I am absolutely not kidding.

All said, he had a spectacular time, and seems perfectly happy with the whole arrangement.

Especially the snack end of the bargain.

"Snack bag, Momma?"

"Daddy, have you seen the snack bag?"

"Has anyone seen the snack bag?"

"Coach...where's the snack bag?"

"Snack bag???"

"Snack Baaaaaaaaaag?"