and there they go chasing the ball a thata way.
forgetting that they're on the same team and talking trash to each other
Who would have thought I would ever have reason to yell "Teresa...stop hugging your brother!" but really can they just focus on, oh....I don't know....the GAME that's playing around them!!!
Yahoo!!!! For all everyone knows they dribbled it down the field, passing the ball off to each other and scored the winning goal. That's my story anyways (I know nothing about any balls being kicked out of bounds ;)
And what is a bored three year old to do all those endless Sunday afternoons? How about make some funny faces for Mumma's camera?