He Is A Super Star Who Was Loving Every Minute Of It That No One Could Touch

Rock on Tank. I promise to get to more of your games in the future. I suck.

I just got done watching one of the most awesome things I have ever had the honor of watching. A slide show of my nephew, aka Tank. The pictures told the story of him well. Kicking it on the soccer field.

Pure awesomeness. Seriously. Pure awesomeness.

While I did not get to many games (as stated above because I suck) I did get to the final game of the HIT tournament. In time to see Tank get a yellow card for taking down that silly kid. And to capture second place.

Be sure and send me the schedule for the next session. I am going to print it, highlight it and come to more games. That way, when he is playing Pro ball, I can say, "I knew him when...."

Comments

Anonymous said…

...It was the HIT tourney...nits are lice, that's sick! But hey at least you already know you suck =]

love you,
mimi

5:16 PM

Abby said…

I fixed it...sorry. And yes, I am aware I suck. Emma and Mark remind me daily....tough love.

9:40 AM

Anonymous said…

I don't know where she gets her smart mouth from...sorry. It will be fun years from now to watch that cd. And you don't suck - we just have mean families. One day someone will appreciate us. Haahahahaaa I love ya though and I do not think you suck. So there. -Kiki

12:47 PM

Anonymous said…

...Kiki lies...don't believe her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...mimi...

1:13 AM

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