Soccer Mum

Not so much so I'm afraid! Just missed the game this morning, due to euh, blogging and reading and trying to figure out how to edit things around here. Luckily the husband was there for support and applause. I was just in time for the aftermath (meaning getting two dirty sweaty boys in the shower and scraping some shoes). Meanwhile uttering encouraging sounds like yes, you do need your hair shampood and no you don't have to shampoo your brothers, your own will be enough thank you!