Little Man’s Spring 2024 Basketball Season!

Woohoo! Double post night!! 

I give you…Little Man, all suited up (in fan-freaking tastic colors, I might add) for his basketball season that launched last Saturday. (Yup, the same day as Chicklet’s bday hoopla):

He was a happy, color-coordinated, vibrant kid. ;)

So. Here’s how it went:

In mid-March, we were thrilled to be offloading both a soccer season (Little Man) and a track season (Chica). 

It felt like a deep inhale, or a reprieve, or a glimmer of hope that the end of the school year was, indeed, in sight. And that we might have just a teeny-tiny bit of unscheduled time, once in a blue moon 

Pfffft.

So delusional.

I literally recall telling the moms from Little Man’s soccer team that we would not be signing up for another soccer season until Fall. And I felt really firm in this opinion.

Again, delusional.

Fast forward two weeks, when a whole different slew of mom friends started popping up by text, inquiring about sports. The hubby is too much of a rockstar coach, and the buddies seek us out, ha.

Not much to say, other than: I caved.

We not only signed up for a Monday after school round of basketball, but a Saturday full season, as well—with the hubby coaching.

Whatevs. I’ll sleep in another ten years (Right?? Right??? Lie to me.)

For anyone keeping track (like me, when I’m trying to dig to the root of my exhaustion), this year, we’ve had…cross country, tennis, track, orchestra, choir, private violin lessons, school soccer, i9 soccer, chess club, tech team, swim team, school basketball, i9 basketball, table tennis, and…a slew of other things that come and go and make me feel like it’s normal to be an unpaid ride-share driver, ha. 

I don’t even want to think about the fact that, next year, we rotate Confirmation back in (for Chicklet), along with band, dance, and freaking theater arts.

I wave the white flag!

And count down the days to summer, when it might, might ease up for a brief spell.

These are the years, peeps. I know this. And I’m sure I’ll be crying in my Cheerios when the kiddos age enough to drive anywhere themselves.

Still.

Me tired.

But Little Man is so tall and cute. :)







Happy Double Post Day, peeps!

Over and out.

P.S. In other over-scheduled news (ha)…I chaperoned a GT field trip for Little Man, today, and we toured the massive, 200 acre, Toyota Factory that’s the exclusive manufacturer of all Tundras and Sequoias in existence and employees nearly 9,000 people.

This plant produces 120,000 vehicles a day, a new car comes off the assembly line every 60 seconds (it’s WILD), and it was hands down the coolest, most mind-blowing feat of engineering I’ve ever seen close up, and I would have taken a GAZILLION pics, but…we WEREN’T ALLOWED TO! Safety, first. Deep sigh.

Caught this one on the bus with my boy, though. He was delighted to have me there, and so loving in a physical way that’s rare these days, so I was in HEAVEN. I’ll do any field trip, any time, if he buddies up to me like that!

 Now, really, over and out.