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So we are back to playing soccer this year.  She played as a four year old, but then when she turned five she decided to try dance.  I made her stick with it for a full year (while secretly hating every minute of it myself!) before letting her go back to soccer.  It's not your four-year-old-herd-ball game anymore.  We've moved up to the big leagues.  She's still little enough to be back on her old team, though! I love that she is loving it.  I love that she isn't afraid.  I love that the other girls tower over her. I love number 12.

This week I'm thankful that we aren't all cut from the same mold.