Field trip....literally.

This Sunday afternoon dad and I decided to go watch mommy play soccer. I went to a game last year but mostly slept. Sorry mom. This time was much different, though. When we got there everyone on mom's team wanted to scoop me up and I was very obligatory (that's a big word for me).

I was very excited to see my buddy Easton there with all of his cool toys.

There were many goal scoring chances for me to cheer for.

But mostly I just crawled around and chilled with my pal.

I was very proud of momma. She had two assists and put a couple of great shots on goal.