Kick the ball like this Bella

Monday nights have just become a lot more entertaining in our household. When the clock strikes 6 p.m., it is Piranha time. And no, that doesn't mean we go to some shady fish store, it's soccer night. Bella and I are playing soccer this season and it just so happens that from time to time I have to give her some pointers when it comes to the greatest sport on Earth. For starters, I had to explain to her that the field isn't really a field, it's a pitch. And there are no zeros, just nil. But we both excel when it comes to falling to the ground in feigned spasms whenever someone gets too close and touches us.