Does this make me a soccer mom?

Fiona took her very first soccer class today at our local university. They offer a free six-week program, complete with free shirt, shorts, soccer ball, and one hour lessons with university soccer players.

It was a little bewildering to watch a bunch of mostly-newbie soccer players get on the field immediately, but fun too. After a somewhat bumpy start, Fiona got rolling and even ended up with a head bonk complete with swelling as a souvenir of her first night's practice.

I had no idea what her feedback might be after the alternately-tearful hour, but lo and behold! Soccer is her favorite sport! She wishes she could do it every night! She has basically no idea how the game is played yet, or anyone's name save her coach's, but she loved racing around on the field and is completely starry-eyed about her new soccer ball and uniform. Life is truly good.

Now I guess it's time to get some library books so somebody in this house can figure out how in the heck to play soccer. This "soccer mom" has no doggone clue.