I don’t think I’ve ever felt this tired on a Monday. Yet, it was my idea that both kids play a sport this season.
What was I thinking?
So Saturday morning – keep in mind my daughter and I were both sick last week – we woke up our 6-year-old son at 7 a.m. and he and daddy were out the door by 7:15 to get read for an 8 a.m. football game.
My daughter who usually wakes at 6:30 a.m. was still snoozing.
So I let her crash and finally at 7:45 a.m. she came downstairs. I already had breakfast ready. I put her in her soccer uniform, grabbed breakfast and dashed out the door.
Oh, and I forgot about those new speed cameras on westbound U.S. 60. I’m pretty sure I was under 70 …
We made it to the game in Mesa right after the first play. My son looked a little tired on the field, but the kids had fun.
Then we dashed back to Gilbert for my daughter’s game at 10. She was a riot. I couldn’t believe it when my nearly 4-year-old took down a few of her fellow players to get the ball.
(I need to work on that team idea with her!)
After the game we played at the park, went home, crashed and then took in a neighborhood Halloween party.
Oh, and Sunday we had a family gathering.
I have to admit as crazy as it is, they’re both having fun. And while it’s a bit chaotic (did I mention my son has a double-header the Saturday after Halloween?), it’s keeping us outdoors and away from the television and I’m a big proponent of that.
But I will also admit that I already threw away the registration form for next season that starts in January. My daughter has been begging to try gymnastics and both kids need swimming lessons.
That will probably be a bit more managable since they’ll do it at the same time.
I’m sure come next fall, however, we’ll be back in two different sports again!
I’m going to need another cup of coffee.
