This weekend was Trey's first soccer game of the season. I am very happy to report that for once we might be on a winning team. He did not have any goals, but had some awesome passes & a couple of shots on goal that went just left of the goal post--the story of Trey's soccer career, always wide left/right. They won 7-0. Yeah!
The point of the post though....Tate was sitting on my lap for part of the game. I am watching the game and Tate is watching/thinking about stuff. He is holding my hand and tells me, "Mom, your hands are really old." He keeps looking at my hands compared to his, he says "look how wrinkly yours are." I told him thanks a lot for noticing. Great.
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