Did you ever have one of those moments where you see something that makes you question if you've already ruined your kid for life? Killed her future? Ensured her place in therapy?
I had mine today.
I passed a sign for Twaddler Soccer - 18 months - 6 years old.
Epic Fail, Mom.
There goes her career as a professional soccer player.
*Seriously, who the heck would try to teach an 18 month old soccer in a formal setting? Helping her kick a ball without tripping on it and busting her face open? Sure. Soccer in a team setting? Pass.*
Love & Shipoopies,
*I hope none of you passed out from my posting twice in one week. tee-hee