Soccer practice, moving up, and a nursing home

This evening we had our first soccer practice. They would have made Michael proud. Mikey did great. I could tell all the skills Daddy had already taught him. The coach asked me how old he was as if he was a bit impressed. Kudos to Daddy. [Update: the coach commented Mikey handles the ball really well too!] I was especially impressed at the end when the coach let the siblings participate and Sami did everything she was supposed to do as if she had been coached (and she had not). She trapped the ball when he kicked it to her - with her foot unlike some of the other kids - and then kicked it into the goal effortlessly! Roman went around saying "ball" and loved just picking up big soccer balls and throwing them.

Yesterday, I took the kids to the hourly daycare on base. I thought it was time to move Sami up to Mikey's room. When I told the kids that Sami was going to be joining Mikey in his room they looked at eachother with magnificent grins. Then Mikey held her hand and kept his hand around her shoulders or waist the whole rest of the time guiding her to his room and teaching her all of the things about his room. It was one of the sweetest things I've ever seen!

This morning we visited a nursing home. We went with a couple of friends from church so we were also joined by two of the kids' preschool friends as well. I'm not so sure the kids thought it was a hit, but I think the people in the nursing room enjoyed their presence. They sang songs and behaved like kids. I watched the faces of the residents and I think just having the little young lives in the room made them happy. The kids were mostly timid about offering up hugs, but they would when encouraged appropriately. Accept for Mikey who seemed to be very open to hugging strangers. It made me proud. But then, when Mikey recited Psalm 23 - that made me proud too.