Mother of all love

"It's not a contact sport" my behind. Thursday a song about unrequited love kept running through my head as I tried desperately to fly over traffic to rush my 16-year-old to the hospital after he broke his wrist in a soccer scrimmage.  Funny how a...

Stinky feet and smelly balls

It is a dreaded moment when my son steamrolls into my car after soccer practice because of what happens next:  he takes off his cleats. The carpet of my van is a lint brush for his grass-covered socks–bad enough on its own–b u t, the noxious vapor...

GOOOOOOOOAL!!!

It's not easy to take pictures when you're screaming at the top of your lungs….           I was so excited, I couldn't focus…my baby is to the left, the goalie is laid out with NOTHING in his hands, and the ball is...

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