Soccer season, that is. Time to get back in the dinner's-in-the-crockpot groove.
The league put on a free two-hour clinic tonight and I took all three boys.
Even though I feel rotten.
Gunnar heard from his coach and is thrilled to be with the same group as always, but the other two boys have a bit of a change.
Wyatt's team (a combined U13/U14) looked to be short a few boys... and a coach, and Tate's age group (U12) had more than plenty of boys for one team, but not enough for two. So Tate's coach from last year agreed to move up to the U13/14 team with his U12 son, and since Tate has played with this coach before and has a brother on the team, he got invited to "play up".
I think the registrar must think like me - very practically - because my first thought was not, Oh, I hope Tate can handle playing with the Big Boys, but Oh! Hurray! Two boys will have the same practice and game times! Woo-hoo! You know, because that means we'll basically have 2/3 the chaos we usually have during soccer season.
And in other news...
I feel really, really rotten.
Yes, I already mentioned that, didn't I?
Going to lay low (lie low? lay low?) for the next couple days in hopes of feeling much better by Sunday. It's nothing worrisome - just a bad cold. Gunnar is hacking too.
Prayers are welcome :oP