Kids

are so cute. And so crazy.

My son had his first lacrosse game today, which actually turned out to be a lacrosse tournament. After much confusion (no-one seemed to know who was playing where, or when), they got started. We had a whole cheering section, including 4 gradparents, an aunt, two parents, and a sibling.

It was fun. And hot. I ended up having to leave before the second game, as my 4 year old got extremely cranky and threw a bottle of gatorade at me. So, she had to be punished and her punishment was to leave. I am now home, she is out of the bath (man, she got filthy!) and is lying in bed watching tv. She is completely exhausted. We went out to dinner last night, then minature golfing, then out for ice cream, and she was up at 5 AM this morning. Then, she spent 3/12 hours running in the heat with her friends at the fields. So, she is wiped. So am I actually.

I am getting ready to get spaghetti and meatballs and salad and garlic bread ready for dinner. I am so pleased we are having a nice weekend. Back when I was drinking, this stuff wouldn't have been possible. I was more isolated - I wouldn't have wanted to chat with the other mothers and fathers at the game. I wouldn't have felt comfortable in my skin. I would have been waiting until I could get home and drink.

Tomorrow we are going out to brunch with like 25 people for Mother's Day! My mom and stepdad, my dad and stepmom, my sister, and my husband's entire extended family. It should be interesting. I told my husband all I wanted for Mother's Day was him to do the shopping for everyone else's gifts. :)

Well, off to cook and clean up the kitchen!