A fabulous morning out with the kids for their sport.
Our Girl’s netball match was at the frightening hour of 7.45AM; they had a cracking win: 17-6. The second netball team I coached also had a win (no offspring in it, but 10-4, I think). I raced home, vacuumed down a second coffee and we all rushed off to T1’s soccer game. Another win: 4-0.
It’s been a great morning. The sky is bright blue. A cold wind, especially standing on the outskirts of a soccer pitch. I’ve seen no churlish behaviour from any child I’ve come into contact with today.
And despite T1 being knocked down in the first half of his game, no trips to the emergency department.