This one goes out to the one I Love

yeah, I'm playing name that tune ;)

This fall Carter has been playing soccer. I use that term loosely. I drive for 40 minutes each way so my kid can bring me a collection of dead and/or dying dandelions, a few random feathers, and he has a decent (not always great) time kicking dirt, and being told that laying down to watch clouds isn't what the coach had in mind when he told Carter to get out on the field.

For documentation sake - here's a bit of visual proof.