Thursday: five more inches of snow, oatmeal, Kind bar, babies (so many babies + precipitous + cord prolapse + Caesarean sections —the little ones all survived although anesthesiologist headed straight for the door) needed to pick up Gatorade and my boys (holy fast moving day), out into the tundra, drove to Costco (triathlon inspired water bottles!), Max given Motrin (why is everyone feeling so sh*tty? and why does he get it every time?), whirled snow caught midair, fan filled seats (mostly parents but lots of students/friends too), M*U*R*R*A*Y!, “You don't have to collect money,” he said, “Okay, Viewmont will,” (not on Monday) first goal, Max assist and back door, Spartan flag with a runner, penalties, hat tricks, win to M*U*R*R*A*Y.
