mmmm, mango season... max & i have keenly watched mangoes drop in price, and this week, i felt inclined to 'splurge' on two of the lovelies, @ $3.49 each. they were worth every cent, i must say! i offered the pip to cleo, and she gnawed happily... even cried when i took it away! oh no, what have we done? another mango lover in the family makes four of us... no mango will be safe in this house!
max had his first session of after-school soccer yesterday. his initial enthusiasm led to lots of talk about trophies (!) and kicking goals (!)... the reality was somewhat different. his little face was RED within three seconds of running around the indoor field... note to me: dress the boy in a tank top next thursday! the first half of the session was skill-based, and the second was a scratch match... <- and yes, i use the term loosely. more on that in a bit. max was competent at 'sitting on the ball' and a stand-sit-stand exercise... but when the kids had to kick the ball about, but keep it close, it got a little chaotic. max wasn't too bad, actually, but he wanted to be brilliant, and... well... he wasn't brilliant. that didn't surprise me. it did surprise him, however...
the second part of the session, the 'scratch match', led to TEARS of frustration... on max's part, not mine!
(will finish this in a bit, cleo wants a feed...)
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