Soccer and Swag in St. Louis

We spent the weekend in St. Louis playing soccer, but let's not talk about it. Unless you want to ask about the first half hour of the third game. Otherwise, I just want to forget it all. 

All but this. 

Yep, that's right. My parents drove nine hours to watch Keagan play. They have now extended their Great American Soccer Tour to include the Mid-West. 

We went to dinner Saturday night and Keagan asked Opa to show him some of his dance moves. Opa said he didn't have any dance moves, and Keagan said, "Don't lie! I've seen your Peru pictures with you dancing with the natives." We didn't have enough alcohol to persuade Opa to show us any of his swag, though.

Then there was this. 

We couldn't go to St. Louis and not see The Arch. It's a shame that the beautiful weather and such a great city will be forever marred by a terrible soccer weekend. 

Next stop is Chattanooga.