I only had to spend three days living in my minivan, shuttling my daughter to and from the soccer fields and driving her crazy with my constant queries, "Do you have your water bottle?" and "Did you bring your sports goggles?" Throw into the mix a pouty 8-year-old who doesn't like tagging along and a couple of shrieking toddlers who hate their carseats even more than they loathe their stroller, and you've got yourself a fantastic weekend.
Here is a brief slideshow of my daughter's team playing soccer. You can watch in mere seconds what I had to sit through enjoyed all summer!
Dinner last night: fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob