You may have read that our kids soccer seasons are now in full swing. Today, they both had games. Markell played this morning and Jayla played this afternoon at 1pm. The furniture company called me yesterday and said that our delivery time would be between 3pm & 6pm. PERFECT! We'd be finished with all soccer activities by then, right? WRONG!!!
Well, I get a phone call at 1:30pm, right in the middle of Jayla's game, stating that the furniture would be delivered to our house within 30 minutes. Ok, that's not such a bad thing...they're coming earlier instead of later.
HOWEVER...we're still in the middle of my baby's game.
Coach Daddy and I just so happened to drive separately today so it wouldn't be a problem if one of us left to go meet the delivery.
Ok, we picked me! I would leave early. I didn't think it would be a big deal. But my 4 year old thought otherwise. Boy, little girls sure do know how to pull at your heartstrings.
I proceed to tell Jayla that mommy has to leave a little early to wait on our furniture delivery, and I'd have to miss some of her game. She gets this REALLY sad look on her face, almost to the point of tears and says to me, "But mommy, I don't want you to leave!"
I tell her that I'll only miss a few minutes of her game then she will be coming home with daddy.
She then says, 'But who's gonna clap for me and yell and say, 'GO Jayla!! GO! GO! GO!?"
Oh my goodness... Talk about feeling like I wanted to crawl under a rock! So there I am, standing on the soccer field...CRYING!!
Daddy then stepped in and said that he'd yell and cheer for her. Still pouting, she says "Ok".
So as I'm walking to the car, she yells, "Mommy! I'm gonna score one more goal for you!"
Sorry for the long story, but I had to share. Oh how I love that little girl. What a sweetie!!!