Catching up: Mister, manic football player

Mister played flag football this year for the first time. It was a good experience. I survived the 3-days a week practice schedule, thanks to 2 good friends who each took a day. On my day, I spent a very long hour and a half chasing H around, feeding him fruit snacks by the dozens, and keeping him from drinking everybody's waters, emptying everybody's duffel bags, and from falling into the monster grates covering the storm drains. Sweetie made best friends with the 3 girls from another family and spent the blissful time bossing them around and eating their ranch goldfish crackers. Mister was one of the smallest on the team, but he practiced hard and by the end of the season, he was getting a few passes and carries per game on offense and he rushed the quarterback on defense. Their team--the Falcons--got to the semi-finals of the tournament at the end of the season. (I, personally, would have been fine with an earlier loss because that would have meant a shorter season, but I was glad for him!)