Lying is for the Dogs
Drive through my neighborhood on any given Saturday during this time of year and you will literally sees millions of kids playing organized soccer. Well maybe not millions, but it sure feels like it. My six-year old daughter is one of them. Sometimes I think she that just loves hanging out with her friends and doesn’t even realize that she is playing a game. Well actually, it’s not a real game. Since my daughter is only six, they don’t officially keep score. They want to make sure that everybody goes home a winner. That should prepare her perfectly for real life, right? So I guess that means the goal she scored today didn’t really happen. But I’m glad that she has found an activity that she really likes. She even enjoys the weekly practice, although a few days ago she almost wasn’t able to join her team. About 30 minutes before practice, when I was working on the computer, she came tip-toeing into the den with tears streaming down her face and a bump underneath her eye. “Wh...