Spent yet another evening at our home away from home: The Virginia Beach Field House.
There I watched my son play a wicked game of indoor soccer... they beat the other team 14-0. I started to feel a little sorry for the boys on the other team. Another goal. Whoop dee doo.
But my boy scored one and made several assists when he wasn't playing defense. So, yes. Whoop dee doo.
And this was how he felt on our long (10 minute) drive home:
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