Saturday, September 7, 2013

Too tired to puke

The first games of the season came and went today. The sun was blazing and the heat was to the point of almost instantaneous dehydration. S started out the day playing an out of town game in the morning dew and fog. She drew first and second blood, which made her very excited. We drove, um cough cough, "quickly" back to town just in time for the boy's game. The energy and craziness that comes with those boy games is exhausting, but very amusing. S reffed that game. Why not? She needed the practice and why not ref for at least one team that won't verbally abuse her from the sidelines. He was able to score a couple of goals. G's game was last to be played. She also drew first blood and made some great saves in the goal. They did not come up with a win, but it was a good learning experience...that she will appreciate in ten years or so.

After playing, the boy went swimming with some of his buddies. They had a wonderful day to do it for sure. After all that, we had yet another activity planned where the kids were worn out for the evening. When we went to pick them up, they looked absolutely beat. I have not seen the boy that exhausted in a while. On our drive home, he started coughing and trying to throw up. Then he just put his head back. I think the mixture of soccer, pool water and overstimulation was more than he could take. But he was just too tired to get all that pool water out of his belly. Poor little guy. It was a nice day all around, just a little too busy for some tummies.


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