Kids - Summer

The Boy had had his first football practice after last night after having a month off.

He had survived the try outs and was dreading going to practice. He had the whole sick stomach thing going on. Didn’t help that we and a house full of friends and they were all swimming and having a major Wii session.

I told him I understood. It is exactly how I feel when I am sitting at work and I call home and I can hear the little bastards splashing in the pool, or worse, hubby gloating that he has just opened a new track on Mario kart. Being a grown up sucks.

Turns out that spending 3 hours a day in the pool is good cardio – who knew? – and The Boy kicked ass at practice last night. He left all mopey and came home grinning form ear to ear.

I’m back to work and mopey – being a grown up sucks.