It's that time if year again. I wasn't a huge soccer fan growing up because I spent 1,000s of hours on soccer fields watching my brother play. Fast forward 15, okay 20, years and my boys are now the ones I am watching play. Guess I should thank my brother for all of those games because I know and understand the game. Not too mention, watching my boys play brings a whole new meaning to soccer!
Note to self: Take children's socks off when playing on hardwood floors so they don't slip, fall and bust their foreheads open.
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