Liam has been literally vibrating from being cooped up inside for so long. He was fine for months and it’s like he just hit his wall this week. He bounces in his bed. He bounces on the sofas and chairs. He runs around screaming. He does his impression of Jennifer Beals. It’s like another child has taken up residence in my previously calm, cool, collected toddler’s body. It may be cold today, but it’s sunny and that was enough for us to head outside to try to burn some of that energy off with the soccer ball in the front yard. Here are a few pictures:
The set-up:
Action shot:
Pele would be proud:
Dad sets up for a family favorite: ‘Kick the ball down the hill and get Liam to run down after it and bring it back.’
“I see you, Mama!”
“Cheese!”
This is my:Â *I’m really going to attempt to play soccer?!* face:
“Kick it that way!”
Sneak attack:
Picture of the day:
Yay for the picture of the day, always lovely to see the mom too!
Thanks. They’re so few and far between that it’s rare to get a nice one!