I had such a fun evening. Linda took me to Taylor's soccer game. He scored 3 goals and his church team beat the other guys by 5 to 0. It was so much fun watching the men run around kicking the ball. I wanted to get down and chase it, but kicks were flying and I did not want to be mistaken for a soccer ball. The other team was yelling and calling things in Spanish. No one said Chalupa, but I did hear "Qué perro tan mono!" Which I think means "Pass me the ball". There were deer in the next field. I was only a few feet away from baby deer drinking it's Mama's milk. I'm so tired from the excitement that I am already almost asleep. Linda is watching wrestling on TV. It just a bunch of grown men in tiny underwear bashing each other over the head.
