Waking up bright and early was pretty hard since we still lived our old life last night and stayed up very late at a college hangout where Aaron led worship. *
Somehow, I ended up in charge of snacks for Anson's team. My plan was to wait a few weeks, see what the other moms were doing and then, once I was comfortable, or someone forced me, I would commit. That's not how it worked out. Talk about stressful. The snacks are serious business.
We had to leave our house early because we realized we didn't have any of those cool people soccer chairs.
We got to the parking lot, unloaded the boys, then loaded the boys up with chairs, then Aaron and I grabbed the bags, the cooler, his coaching stuff...and off we went. We looked like we were about to set up a carnival or something.
We had no idea where we were going.
It finally became clear that we had parked in exactly the wrong spot.
Our little men had to walk very far, carrying Academy on their shoulders. They already were cursing us and the soccer we signed them up for before we ever got to the field.
But we made it.
Lots of sweet friends joined us.
But he took the ball to the wrong goal.
And I don't mean the wrong goal on our field.
I mean a goal that wasn't even on our field!
Hysterical.
Even funnier was that he turned around after kicking it in, THRILLED with himself!
We had a great time. I think we're going to love this soccer stuff this semester.
A minute ago, I was in the bathroom dying my hair bright blond**. Anson and Hayden were jumping on the trampoline. I could hear them talking. Anson said, "Wasn't today cool, Hayden?" Hayden agreed. Then Anson said, sort of surprised..."And we were pretty good, huh?" So cute!
* I ate craw fish for the very first time last night.
It may take me years to finish processing this entire craw fish phenomenasty.
I haven't devoted nearly enough insomniac hours to this subject, but here are my thoughts so far.
Craw fish are ug-ly.
I think "eating craw fish" is a big trick. I kept looking around to see if people were hiding behind the barn laughing.
I'm still not convinced there's food in them.
I've never been a fan of food that requires more energy to eat it than you get because you ate it.
When I was done, I was exhausted and starving.
So I ate some corn and potatoes...which, come to find out, taste EXACTLY like the craw fish, but they were actual food items that actually fill you up.
Do you know that area between your nose and your lips? I don't know what it's called, so I'll make up a name, and that name will have a tilde because I've been wanting to use one of those for about three days.
We'll now call that area between your nose and your lips the...
nostril-alley-apeño.
My nostrilalleyapeño felt like someone mistook it for a marshmallow, jabbed a coat hanger through it and stuck it in the bonfire.
I had to soak my nostilalleyapeño in my water.
Craw fish have eyes.
I think Ashton summed up this experience best.
He looked over at my plate and said, in his super sweet Ashton voice...
"Mom, why are you going to eat those scorpions?"
That little voice had super powers. It took the blinders right off my eyes. I looked down at my plate and realized...it did look like I was eating scorpions, so I said...
"I'm going to stop eating them now," and I set my plate aside.
Ashton brought up the scorpions several times last night. He couldn't seem to get the fact that I was eating them off his mind. Thanks to him, I'm having a hard time getting them off my mind as well.
** To all of you who have heard me say, "I'm not dying my hair anymore. I think it's going to give me cancer," let it be known that I changed my mind. I gave it my best effort. But, my hair looked so ugly, trying to get it back to its original color that I thought I looked like a skank. I know later in life, if I find out I have hair cancer, I will definitely look back and wish I had preferred skank over death. But today, my hair is bright blond, and that makes me happy.
Anything that tells you that you look like Meg Ryan is fun.
