Do you remember when Sundays were a day to sleep late, meet friends for leisurely Bloody Mary brunches, followed by a yoga class? Well, snap out of it. Those days are long gone.
Moving to the burbs morphed me into a soccer mom, a world I knew nothing about. It should be no surprise that I showed up at the first practice completely unprepared.
Here is the checklist I wish someone had shared with me:
(I’m focusing on the parent here, the one lugging everything to the field, cheering on the sidelines, and trying hard to avoid the ice cream truck who always knows exactly when to show up).
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The first thing you will notice on the field are the rows of chairs. Soccer mom chairs: lightweight, with a carrying strap and a [Read more…]