Sophia is definitely my athlete. If finding her on top of the refrigerator at the age of 18 months didn't clue me in, the fact that she is the only one of my girls to ever show even a minute interest in team sports should.
She's still as girlie as a girl could be, as evidenced by the bright orange ring she has on one of her fingers while playing, the pink hairbow, and the sparkly purple soccer ball she chose at the store (at least it's obvious which one is ours).
I missed her first game because I was out in Utah, but Joel sent some video to my phone. I got it while we were hiking up to the "Y" and we all sat down to take a breather and watch Sophia score about 4 goals in the course of the 2 minute video. Joel said that for her first water break, she came running up to him and yelled, "I want my team to WIN!" with an intensity that really shouldn't have surprised him, but did anyway.
At her game this past weekend, I sure noticed that she kept her eye on her coach during every water break, just waiting for the signal to get back out there and play. She absolutely loves playing, that's for sure! And I hope that maybe the child will run some of her energy off every Saturday morning. That will be pretty good, too.