Saturday marked the end of soccer season (glory, praises Hallelujah).
It’s not that I didn’t enjoy being part of the soccer mom tribe. It’s just the season seemed so dang long and by the end of it, there were a thousand different ways I would have preferred to spend my weekend. It gives me new appreciation for my folks who raised three athletic kids and attended all of our sporting events through high school.
It’s gonna be a long haul.
Bode was a pleasure to watch, attacking the ball and averaging a few goals a game. Hadley, on the other hand, regressed as the season went on. By the last game she acted downright scared of the ball.
This, from the most spirited, aggressive kid I know who throws a colossal fit whenever her brother beats her in Sorry (which is often).
I’m not discouraging her from playing again but am gently encouraging her to explore other options. She’s an ace at skiing and hiking and loves the water so I’m thinking swim team may be in her future.
This, from the mother who hates to get her face wet.
Haul=long. But it’s worth it.
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On another [long-haul] note, last weekend marked the end of Pumpkin Season 2010. The Great Pumpkin has been sitting in our driveway for the past month and Jamie took a saw to it on Saturday. The process is tedious and long. After salvaging the seeds (to trade with other growers), he cut it up, put it in a thousand trash bags and plans to compost it in the patch.
Ever wondered what the inside of The Great Pumpkin looks like?
Big enough to eat a small child, for sure.
As Haddie and Jamie gutted it, I went to the store. As I was backing out, I followed my usual path, not realizing The Great Pumpkin was now in my way.
I may-or-may-not have run into it.
And it may-or-may-not have been the highlight of my season.
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 