The coach

My dear husband coached an all 4th & 5th grade girls soccer team (what does he not have enough estrogen around him at home?) this past fall with our Upward league at church.  After a competitive toiletry drive to stock our church food pantry, our team came in first place.  The reward...my husband wrapped completely in toilet paper.  The baby cried hysterically thinking they were hurting her daddy.  What a sport.  I love that man.