Footie and Unreasonable Expectations
Last night was soccer night. The final score was 0 - 4, not for our side, but in spite of the one-sidedness of the scoring, the kids actually did really well. They got it up to the other goal a lot, but couldn't get it past some pretty good goalkeeping on the other side's part. (Ros did some pretty great goalkeeping of her own, which was lovely to see. I've got to get her practising ball-handling, though. She totally over-thinks it, as she often does with some physical things, and it takes her forever to get the ball down the field. We'll just have to practice a bit so she doesn't think about every movement.)
In other news, I seem to have created unreasonable expectations for music journalism in my daughter. We had this conversation over dinner last night.
Ros: (catching sight of a picture in the local paper's Entertainment section) Who's that?
Me: That's Metric. They're a Canadian band.
Ros: (clearly disappointed) Oh. I wanted it to be Take That.
Me: Oh, Sweetie, Take That don't really get in the papers here. They do a lot in England, though.
Ros: I want to live in England!
Me: You and me both, kiddo.
Well, if she keeps this up, she'll be totally ready to see Take That in 2014.
In other news, I seem to have created unreasonable expectations for music journalism in my daughter. We had this conversation over dinner last night.
Ros: (catching sight of a picture in the local paper's Entertainment section) Who's that?
Me: That's Metric. They're a Canadian band.
Ros: (clearly disappointed) Oh. I wanted it to be Take That.
Me: Oh, Sweetie, Take That don't really get in the papers here. They do a lot in England, though.
Ros: I want to live in England!
Me: You and me both, kiddo.
Well, if she keeps this up, she'll be totally ready to see Take That in 2014.