Like 6 months since I've returned to this blog. In fact, I went through an entire winter of indoor soccer w/ 4 out of 5 kids (the 5th is only 6 yrs. old, and her team wasn't interested in tackling indoor soccer this year). Also in fact, I have no idea what my password is, but somehow I'm typing away, so I guess I figured it out.
I am now at the tail end of the Spring season. My sophomore high school student (female) has just finished her season already. They lost 1-8 in a state playoff game -- that just tells you what kind of season they had. My 4 other kids have only a week to go before the summer tournament insanity starts. And other separate insanity, which I'll scribe about in a different post.
I'm just too wiped today to really make this lengthy. My husband was gone on US Army reserve duty (taking an Army JAG course to become a military judge) for 3 weeks, and tomorrow he comes home. Today, Sat., I left the house at 7:45 for a 9 AM game (early because of the mandatory 45 min. prior warm-up). I returned only briefly (for 7 min.) to pick up my 14 yr. old for her game on the other ends of the earth (Aurora, CO), and then finally returned for good at 6:30 after picking up 2 kids whom I dumped on 2 teammates families and stopping at Sam's Club so we'd all have something to fill our stomachs with tonight.
It's good to be back. I'll write more tomorrow.
Hint for tomorrow's post: what does a soccer mom do when her 8 yr. old son joins a more competitive team that's playing "up" a year, the team has 4 (yes, 4) MALE soccer coaches who shriek from the sidelines differing instructions, fight w/ the opposing team's coaches, and play some (about a fourth of the roster, actually) of the little boys less than 10 minutes a game while they play some of the other boys (my son included, fortunately. or is it unfortunately?) the entire game?
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