But when you are a soccer fanatic, you don't mind playing in the rain. Or dark. Or with an injured arm. You are just glad to play. So glad you can easily take the time to pose for a pic.
Tuesday night's games started off fine. We had to shoot two team photos and dozens of children's portraits, which went well. Then the games began, and halfway into them, the rain began to fall. And fall. And fall. And they called off all the games except Sam's, which was fine with him. Benny and Marty and I waited in the car until the game was over, then we all headed home and plunged into hot showers and dry clothes and hot chocolate. Who knew soccer would demand an encounter with the elements and push all the whine-buttons? (Mom's included.)
But the game was played and finished, and though Sam's team lost, we got these great pictures, and Sam was happy as could be just to have played.
But the game was played and finished, and though Sam's team lost, we got these great pictures, and Sam was happy as could be just to have played.
1 comment:
They really are great pictures! And, yes, he really is a cutie. Better to fight off the rain than the girls - which will come all too soon.
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