IT'S ALWAYS BETTER THAN I COULD EVER IMAGINE

I dreamt of fancy footwork and the soccer ball whoooooshing through the net. Momma Calvert standing up to clap and cheer for her future Abbey Wambach. I imagined huddles and high fives and ball hogging and whatever else the heck comes with soccer since I've never played it in my life until now.

Instead.....

In the middle of last night's game Little #4 walked right off the field and plopped down on the other team's bench. I imagine it went something like this, "Hey, I like your blue jersey. It's very handsome. So what's up with this whole soccer game thing? Um because, I would much rather sit here chillin and chattin with you guys. By the way, I have purple and pink gatorade over there if anyone is interested. Well, great job out there and go get em."

And then she walks back onto the field straight towards me and shouts out MOMMA I LOVE YOU.

That's what it's all about people. My dreams pale in comparison to what actually comes true. She is me only better.