Marisa and Ezra played soccer this fall.
I am not sure what possessed Ezra to play as he just hates it. I know it was all for the treats.
Anyway, Marisa came home from her first practice crying because her coach made them run "so much." She wanted to quit.
Ezra's team had one practice ever which he was totally good with.
Marisa's team practiced several times a week and they worked really hard. I told her to stick with it and she did. She ended up having a really good time. She sort of has a love hate relationship with soccer. She likes some parts and hates others. Her team was so much fun to watch and it was great to see Marisa get better at playing soccer anyway.
Her coach was tough, but so good at coaching.
Ezra will never play again. That was torture for everyone. I'll give him treats just for not playing. HA!