A version of Soccer Mom/Dad
March is a birthday month.
It’s my birthday, my mother’s birthday, Dr. Seuss, my youngest grand-son and my oldest grand-son. And just two weeks earlier, my middle son’s.
So a month with celebrations. And what better way to celebrate than two soccer games featuring those two grandsons.
But first here are the birthday boys.
After some of that cake, Grandpa tried to corral Oliver and read some of his birthday book–a Richard Scarry book while James perused his Soccer hand-book.
And then it was off to the games.
It was one of those days—was it going to rain or was it going to be hot and sunny:?
It is not easy to capture action on the soccer field.
Oliver’s game was fun. Three players from each team were on the field at a time, play lasted three minutes, the referee was coaching both sides, the parents on the side lines would kick the ball back onto the field.
James’ game was several miles away. It was a tense game filled with drama and ended in a tie.
It was a full day; we got home to dogs pleased to see us. It is amazing how tiring it is to watch grandchildren run around even though we were sitting on bleachers.