First Soccer Games

Whew! I am worn out! We were told to be at #1's soccer game at 9:30am. It started at 10. We got to the parking lot at 9:35. . . with an extra neighbor kid, I might add. We got to his field at 9:55! It was a long walk and we couldn't find where we were supposed to be. It's a big complex with. . . hold on I'm going to look it up. . . FORTY-NINE possible fields. His was in section C. . .well his C was not with the other Cs. That's why we got lost. Soccer Mom Lesson #1. Don't bring more than you can carry yourself. The kids are whiney whimpy brats who can't be expected to carry anything. Our Walmart bag broke under the pressure of too many water bottles and it was just too much work carrying all the water, diaper bag, purse, sports chairs, etc. Ok, so I fogot to bring my camera to that game. I also forgot to mail our mortgage payment, which I was asked to do. Ooops. Malachi's team played well, but not well enough. They lost by one point.

We ran into a family from our home school co-op on the way out. She has 4 kids in soccer. And 3 in dance. See, I do have something to be grateful for!

We got home at 12:15. I fed the kids and got the littlest down for a nap by 12:30--and he slept. Yeah! That was early for him, so I was a litle worried. The church dinner at the pastor's house started at 2:00. I made it there with an extra kid (another neighbor) and most of the soccer stuff by 2:45. We were out of there by 3:45 to head off for the next soccer game. It started at 4:30: see I learn fast. We had to stop back by the house (not too much out of the way) to get the camera (just for you!) and checkbook (to pay for uniforms). We made it to the parking lot by 4:05. We saw the nice couple from #2's team in front of us. I closed the little one's hand in the sliding door (accidently, of course) and started freaking out, thinking I could have broken the fingers. The people parked next to us had ice (Thank God.) and gave us some. He was ok. The nice couple took #2 to the field for me while I iced the baby's fingers. I made it to the field by 4:25. He was already upset about his uniform. It had a couple of little snags in it. He was very worried that it was going to get ripped and it was going to be ruined. He's already told me he wants it washed on gentle. I'm so sure I'm going to wash a sweaty, stinky soccer uniform in cold water. Well, I had the camera this game and here's my best shot! His team won by 5 points!



We made it home by 6:00pm. That's a long day! We had baths, dinner and bed! I'm going to have to have a day of rest now! Oh, yeah, that's right. I have to work in the nursery in the morning. Who signs me up for all this anyway?