My son was busy on Saturday, shooting five goals in his first game and I don’t know how many in his second (the second game I was too busy with his little sister, couldn’t pay enough attention to the game itself) This is interesting because he obviously is very, very good at soccer. He was […]
Okay, I know I’m a guy and all, but did our Fairy Godmother really need to write out a long e-mail telling me how to put on my son’s shoes and socks for soccer practice? At least she said “please.”
It was hot. Sweaty. I could hardly catch my breath. It was slippery, and sometimes dirty. And my team lost the soccer game by two points. Damn. How was your weekend?