. first soccer game .

i also thought that it would be our last.  here's the WHOLE story (because i want to remember it for what it's worth.)  the day started out a little crazy.  we were running a little later than what i wanted.  i had already fought with karsyn about the thickness of her soccer socks.  yes, it was real.  yes, i won.  i think she just likes to argue with me.  so, we were late, we were tense b/c of the socks, but we made it.  we rushed, which always throws things off.

she did great.  at first.  this was the day she had waited for for at least a year now.  seriously.  she has ALWAYS talked about getting to play soccer.  and we played it up big time.  we pumped her up, we were all excited.

in line warming up before the game.  i think the little boy on the left was trying to be funny for the girls.  
 

i could tell she was getting a little nervous, but we were still cheering her on. 

she even got to do the first kick off!  i was so excited and thought that would get her pumped up.

 
the whole team looked a little lost at first.  they were very unsure about what to do, but they've only practiced twice and this is a whole new world for all of them.

and then the mood changed.  and it changed drastically.  FAST.  nothing happened.  she didn't get hurt.  nothing.  this is how she does things.  it happens all the time at dance.  she gets this face.  freezes a little bit.  then it's over.  it went from this ...

to this ...

in no time.  i tried to talk to her, but the soccer mom in me went overboard.  i don't handle well when she pulls this act.  i sent her to daddy.  he tried and tried to talk to her.  she screamed and screamed and ended up sitting in the car.  i went to check on them and she was still screaming.  said she didn't want to play.  so i stripped her uniform off of her in the parking lot and put her back in the car in her undies.  she was VERY unhappy with me.  this is what we ended up with ...

 
we ended up having another meltdown shortly after.  i was in charge of snacks for the team and wouldn't let her have a snack because she didn't play.  ok, the 2 seconds she did play didn't count in my mind.  i had my mind made up that she wasn't going to get a reward of any kind because of her behavior.  it escalated out of control fast.  we went straight home from there, which was the quietest ride ever.  i was very angry with her.

NOW ... i admit that i went overboard.  i wasn't the encouraging mom i should have been.  the whole day started off on the wrong foot and went downhill from there.  we have talked and talked and talked about it until we can talk no more and we have agreed to have another shot at it.  i am working on being the encourager for her, which is what she needs.  we shall see where this goes ...