A family of five going in three different directions at once? Sounds mathematically impossible, not to mention painful.
But that’s what we’re facing this weekend. A big invitational for our junior high wrestler, a basketball game for our sixth-grade daughter, and Pillo Hockey for our 4-year-old — all happening at the exact same time!
Thank God all the events are in the same town or we’d never make it through the day.
Hubby and I go to every one of the kids’ events if at all possible, but we’ll definitely be on different courts for at least part of the morning. Then we’ll all converge at the local high school in hopes of catching most of our eldest’s matches. (Think pin!)
Before anyone says our kids are overextended, please know that we only allow them to be involved in one activity at a time. But during winter and fall sports seasons, schedules frequently follow a collision course.
Days like this might be frantic, but they’re actually quite fun. We get to watch our kids when they’re the happiest: on the field of play.
And managing to get everyone where they’re supposed to be when they’re supposed to be there feels like an accomplishment of the highest order.
So I’m going to savor all the craziness while I can, because soon enough we won’t have these moments of family bonding, sitting in the stands cheering for our own, sharing in their victories and defeats. Soon enough our children will be be grown, and we’ll have to be content with whatever time they make for us.
But for now I’ll just give Hubby a wave if we pass each other while we’re running taxi service. If I pass myself, I’ll know I’ve gone too far!