Yesterday was one of those days in which every single second was scheduled. To boot, FireDad picked up some overtime which meant that the kids had to come with me on various work-related tasks. I was worried. Would they behave? Would the day be too long for them? Would I survive?
Minus arriving a few minutes late at a soccer game that ended up being called mid-game due to thunder, the day went off without a hitch. In fact, I got the photos I needed before the thunder rumbled across the cloudy sky. And the boys thought the “Big Boy Soccer Game” was the most interesting thing since, well, playing soccer themselves. I was The Best Mom Ever simply for bringing them along to a soccer game.
As a bonus, during the required cease of play after that first rumble of thunder as they waited to see if it would quit, the boys posed for my camera. Yeah, I don’t know who they are either. But, man, I was so glad to have them with me yesterday.
Of course, there were obligatory funny faces, too.
Then FireDad met us outside one of the local high schools after he got off work, where we switched vehicles and he took the children home. We exchanged a quick kiss as BigBrother exclaimed, “But I wanted to go to the bolley-ball game!” Maybe another time, kiddo.
