While they're not exactly bending it like Beckham, it's been fun. I have to say that as much as my oldest is like my husband in just about every way, his competitive spirit that is all me comes out during their soccer games. Imagine my mortification when he scored his eighth goal and ran to me shouting "EIGHTTTTT".
And when I say mortified, I really mean proud.
Not really.
You'll never know.
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Lol!
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