So Far, So Good

So far we are surviving soccer and Liz seems to "hate it" less each time. She had a reprieve last week because she fell asleep on the way to practice and we were camping during the game. . . . Last night went relatively well even though Liz took an elbow to the mouth (that made her bleed a bit, but unfortunately did not knock out any of her loose teeth). In the shot below she is receiving post-injury comfort from Daddy.