Baby Sister is such a sport.
She had a pitiful crisis of confidence after her first practice (imagining "huge crowds" Bless.) but has come out swinging ever since. When she wasn't enjoying watching her shadow follow her down the field, she did lots of bobbling along with tiny girls in the sunshine. And when her little feet kicked that ball often enough toward and then IN the goal?! Our bit of the sideline erupted.
Her cleats look like Christmas ornaments. Not much bigger than that can.
Four years of cheering for the rest of the gang and being carted around to their practices. Now it is her turn. Hooray and sis boom bah for littlest sis!