Sophia promised she would play. She was even allowed to eat a piece of candy with the promise that she would play. She didn't play. In fact, she didn't stop sobbing the entire time. It was a fake sob and that made it 1,000 times worse. She did at least sit on the sidelines where the rest of the team waited to be substituted into the game. When any of her teammates approached her she immediately put her face in her hands and started sobbing harder. I was thinking that maybe it was her embarrassment that was making her cry harder...or maybe that's just me projecting.?
Actually, I'm immune to it at this point, but Will gets absolutely mortified when one of the girls (usually Sophia) has a meltdown in public. It really gets under his skin. Today was one of the last straws with Sophia acting like a baby like this. She was doing this at practice on Thursday too. For no reason. Well, no reason that Will and I can come up with and when we ask her it's always a different reason. I guess maybe she doesn't like soccer, but she's always really excited at home and over the summer she asked to play. 
Maybe Spanish will be her thing. She begins Spanish class in 3 weeks. She'll be eating lunch at school and then she'll have Spanish I until 1:15. Lilly and I will have an hour to kill between the time we have to pick her up. I predict lots of trips to Target in our future.
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