Soccer is almost over and it has been a good season. Elias is on Team Austria and he plays games every Wednesday against Team Brazil. Tristan thought it was a done deal that Brazil would win every game because apparently Brazil always wins. Brazil has won every game, but we're not going to worry about that. Soccer when you are six is basically a whole bunch of kids running around with the ball somewhere in the middle of all of them. Someone always gets knocked over and sometimes the ball goes in the wrong goal, but they all seem to like it. Maybe its just the shin guards. Elias has been pretty good at running after the ball with the rest of his team and even helped score a goal (I think it was for his team). Recently the coaches started having the kids block the goal. Elias learned this trick from his Papa.
After the games we tend to go to La Maragarita for Elias' favorite dinner of tacos with a side of chicken fingers. Elias calls the restaraunt Lo Margaritas and I am not about to correct him. Then we finish off our Wednesday night with the classic post soccer treat. Dairy Queen, Dairy Queen, Dairy Queen!
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Just as long as he doesn't acquire the disposition of an Austrian his team has my full and unconditional support.
dairy queen cakes....mmmmm. MN has one retro-walk up dairy queens per square mile. at least, it seems like it.
i'm not sure what i was trying to say in that last comment. no more blogging post-call.
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