Sports... When I hear this word my entire body starts to convulse and I feel ill. It's not because I am not a sports fan or that I do not like to sweat... it is the fact that both boys have a complete MELTDOWN when it's time for practice or a game.
They will STOMP down the stairs, uttering who knows what under their breath, shoulders slumped, arms swinging all while groaning. This is just when we tell them it's time to get their uniforms on. They lay down on the ground kicking their legs, hitting their stuff and proceed to tell us just HOW STUPID SOCKS are. they have bumps! (no worries folks, we get to hear this line every morning while getting socks and shoes on). We start the process at LEAST 30 minutes before its time to walk out the door so the boys will have time to throw these fits.
It is the same old thing week after week and it is a WHIP. It is physically exhausting and now mom and dad are in a horrible mood too. The one not playing sits and gripes the ENTIRE time saying how bored they are, what can they do and how much longer and what's for dinner, blah, blah blah.
So, if you see The Morton's at a sport function, please give us a pat on the back and tell us your glad to see we made it...and that the boys are alive! :)
I would personally enjoy a stick in the eye, eating seafood, drinking iced tea and sitting in a sauna rather than doing this FOUR times a week.
