Soccer

Soccer season has begun at our house! This means that we have four soccer games every Tuesday and Thursday.

Or at least that was the plan...

On the first day of soccer, the schedule said that Robyn, Ben, and Emily all had games at 5:00, and Cannon's game was at 6:30.
But, I was running late (surprise, surprise) and so I sent Jef up to the soccer field with a few kids while I finished getting the little girls ready. I told Jef that Cannon would just hang out with him until I got there.

Well, Jef must not have been listening.
Because when I showed up at the soccer fields ten minutes later, I noticed Cannon playing in a soccer game on the K-1 field! But his game wasn't supposed to be until 6:30!
Turns out that Jef thought Cannon had a 5:00 game like all the rest, so he just pointed out the right field, and sent him on his way.
(Did I mention that there were three different games happening on that field, and Cannon had never met his coach or his team?)
But that didn't bother Cannon! He just found a team, and started playing! He had a great time!
Thankfully he had picked a team with a nice coach who just let him play and figured his parents would show up eventually.

So we finished watching that game, and went our rounds to the other fields to watch all the other kids.
Until...

Robyn had a band thing to rent instruments and stuff at 6:00. Her game got over at 6:15. Cannon's game (with his real team) started at 6:30. I had fifteen minutes to get over to the middle school and back, and I figured I could make it a lot faster without the five extra kids. So Jef took Lydia to his class with him, and I told the others to sit tight, and I'd be back in ten minutes for Cannon's game. Nice plan, don't you think?

Too bad it didn't work.

When I returned ten minutes later, my children were nowhere to be seen.
But never fear! I had taken Jef's cell phone, and given the kids mine, and all I had to do was call them. So I did.
Boy was I surprised when the voice that answered was not one of my children.

Apparently, in my absence Ben had decided it was time for Cannon's game, and he'd better go get started. So Ben took him over to the 2nd-3rd grade field, found a game, and put him in! Cannon's such a trooper, he just ran right on to the field, and started playing! (Keep in mind that Cannon is one of the shortest kids in the K-1 league. He would have been painfully out of place with the 2nd and 3rd graders.)

Thankfully, my friend Nicole had a boy playing in that game, so she managed to get Cannon off the field before he was trampled, and then noticed that the phone in Cannon's pocket was ringing. (Correct me if I've got this story wrong, Nicole. And have a I thanked you yet?) I had her send Cannon over to the other field, and we finally - on his third attempt - got him into the right game with the right team. Whew!

Good thing Cannon loves soccer so much. His comment on our way home was, "I wish I had another soccer game to play in tonight!" Apparently three wasn't enough for him.
But lemme tell ya - it was enough for me!