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Lacrosse Sunday


Reagan and Mel made it back from Plymouth for Sunday's lacrosse game that pitted Reagan's team against Madison. Yep, back to the fields that 20 years earlier say a thin teen trying to learn lacrosse (and about as good as Reagan, probably not as). It was weird being at my old high school, not playing for them.

Reagan did awesome. I've been having her practice her cradle (needed to run with the ball) and it helped her immensely. She was able to move the ball upfield and showed some excellent defensive skills.

She suits up tomorrow for the travel team game (she is on the house team with the other first year players and is the first house team player to get to suit up for the travel team, a big honor). But is in the blood right?

I am not sure who is more excited, probably me. She is enjoying it and oddly, I think I am enjoying coaching despite the fact I don't know all the girls names, and they all look alike on the field and don't answer to their own number...arrgh.

FYI, the image is a painting of the native americans playing lacrosse (they invented it).

Reagan had a great time in Plymouth with the brownies. They visited the Rock, appartently a total letdown, small, not a boulder. They went to Plymouth plantation, a re creation of the settlements of the pilgrams. cool.

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