Is Emma playing soccer?

Emma cracks me up! When I asked the kids if they wanted to play soccer, only Emma and Tanner wanted to play. I was certain she would love being a part of a team, since she was so bummed every baseball game last year her brothers played in and she didn't. Everything was fine until the second practice. She told me she didn't want to play anymore. I asked her why and she said, "That boy pushed me!" I thought to myself, "Whose child is this?" If it had been me, I'm sure I would've pushed or knudged him right back, just to let him know I could take it. The next practice I couldn't get her to participate. She stood motionless on the field when her coach could actually get her on it. To get her to move, I held her hand and ran with her while Jeffrey was in my other free arm. I was trying to get her involved. But it didn't do any good, she just ended up crying. Finally, by the next practice I convinced her to play. She actually seemed excited after the coach asked the kids to pair up. A little girl blurted out, "I want to be Emma's partner!" She had a huge smile on her face as the girls were kicking the ball back and forth. Then came the scrimmage. She was running around and going after the ball, which was a HUGE improvement. Then she stopped in the middle of the field arms folded in defiance with a big scowl on her face. When she came off the field I asked her what was wrong. She said, "That girl with the blue things in her hair is faster than me!" It was same girl that wanted to be her partner! Needless to say, I don't think she is quite ready for competitve sports. I'm still not sure if she's really my daughter.

My friend asked Connor why he didn't want to play. His response was, "I get to have free time! Tanner and Emma have to play. I get to run around and play." What logic!!