Jacoba has been wearing her uniform for 4 days straight.  She put it on the day we got it and has worn it day and night since then.  Even when she got ready for church, she put on her uniform.

Then the first soccer practice came.  It was cold. 9 degrees.  And windy.  Very windy.

It was tough for even the toughest.  And Jacoba had a tough time.  She participated in one of the drills and then decided to practice her crying.  I felt so bad for her.  Thankfully my friend Floyd took Jacoba into the car and they practiced flipping pennies.

On the ride home, Jacoba asked me if there was soccer next week.  I told her yes.  Then she said,

“is it summer next week?”