"Firsts"

August was gone before we could blink our eyes. It was a busy, fun month. August was full of "first" times. Anasten started her second year at preschool, and a new preschool closer to home. She also started...drum roll...soccer!

Ana was so excited for preschool, and of course which outfit to wear! She would not let mama buy a new backpack even though her one from last year has a paint stain. She says it is to beautiful to get a new one! She wanted the "big curls" on the first day so we added some curls with a curling iron to her already "big" hair.

When Anasten walked in, she got to pick the lamb with her name and put it on the attendance board titled, "The Lord is my Shepard." Her teacher asked if she wanted some help finding her name, she responded, "if you want but it's right there." Her teacher already thinks she is a hoot. She thinks she is very obedient and reserved, (the first made me happy, the second...well just wait.) She has become quite shy to people at first, but anyone who knows her knows that "reserveness" doesn't last long. Anasten was not nervous at all! She sat right down at the table and wouldn't even entertain my tenderness. "Mama, you will be fine!" She is very independent!

And here we are to our first season of soccer! Our uncle AJ has been prepping this since in the womb. Anasten loves the "costume." It is pink and that is just great! She loves that she has hard legs, and long socks. We practiced and practiced before the big game in the yard. She is happy that her shoes have "bumps" on the bottom that are magic running bumps. She raced until she was red, (Luke tried to keep up, but just couldn't.) She kicked the ball in every which way and even fell a couple times saying, "it's ok mama, in soccer you fall on your bum bum sometimes."

The big game was on Pop's birthday! The big huddle contained 6 little girls with pretty hair all ready to prance around the field. Little did they know the other team had been coached using words like, "offense, defense, attack." To say the least they are more "soccer savvy." After Anasten's first play time she was disappointed saying, "no one is letting me have a turn kicking the ball." After coaching from daddy, and nana she understood that in soccer you have to take a turn. Her second play time was a success. She even had a goal assist on our only goal, (AJ would be taking stats.) She did struggle with her hands, but it was all out of function. When the ball would get lost in the huddle of bobbing ponytails Anasten would simply pick it up and move it. All the girls did a great job, and I would dare say that every girl kicked it at least twice! The game was a ball, we can't wait for the rest of the season!