The title to this entry should convey to you the feeling of panic we felt yesterday when we could not find where Lauren was playing soccer after school. PANIC!!! ANGER!!! FEAR!!! WORRY!!! We have been playing musical soccer fields with Lauren’s school soccer team since the season began. We have a schedule but it contains no more details than the school we are playing and the time of the game – which I suppose we should be grateful that we have THAT at this point. Lauren’s game was supposed to start at 4:00 yesterday afternoon. She calls us at 3:30 and says "you know where we are playing tonight, right?". (The girls are provided a way to their games from the school and then the parent’s pick them up at the game location) I told her that yes, they are playing at Hunters Lane at 4:00. She said "no, it has changed. we are playing at Stafford Middle School in Madison". Keep in mind that this is 30 minutes before the game is to start. So, I called Ron to tell him so he could look it up because I was in the car on my way home from picking up Michael at school. When I get home he tells me there is no Stafford MIddle School in Madison. To make a long story short we did not figure out where they were until 6:00. Of course, since the game had already started while we were driving all over Madison from one school to the other noone was answering their cell phones. It was very unnerving to be driving around for 2 hours not knowing where your child was. It ended up that we did play Hunters Lane but because they don’t have a soccer field we played them at STRATTON ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. At least it was in Madison – that much was right. Ron had a "little chat" with the coach after the game ended – which is when we arrived. And today I emailed him with a "little chat" of my own.
I was so mad last night. I was NOT mad at Lauren. None of this was her fault. We were just mad at her coach for not communicating effectively. So, Ron and the kids went to their NYSA soccer practice from Lauren’s school game. I came home and attempted to calm down. After their practice was over and they got home Michael came in the house and said that he and Lauren were going to drive around the neighborhood. I thought – MY NERVES CAN’T HANDLE THEM DRIVING AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD AT NIGHT!! But Ron took them out for about 15 minutes. When they got back they asked me to go with them. So, the four of us went driving through the neighborhood with a 13 & 14 year behind the wheel. HAHA They really did a very good job! Michael drove first and then Lauren took her turn. I am very confidant that when it is time for them to learn and get their licenses they will do very well.
It brought back memories of when I was learning to drive. Such good memories. My Papaw would let me drive around their neighborhood the same way. As long as I live I will never forget backing his big Ford LTD out of their driveway. My cousin, Derick, was in the backseat. I backed the car out and right into the front yard of the house directly across the street. Derick was laughing so hard that he slid down into the floor. I’m laughing so hard that I can’t concentrate. And even my Papaw was laughing. Good times!!! He was the most patient man I’ve ever known. He survived my learning to drive and then my cousin’s learning to drive. Interestingly enough Derick never let me ride with him when he was taking a spin with Papaw around the neighborhood. Hmmmmmmmmmm