On the morning of first day of summer, I started my day off running. No, not exercise. Running around the house getting everyone ready to go to the second to last soccer game of the season.
No one moves fast around here when there is somewhere we have to be. I figured on Tim Horton’s for breakfast, eat it on the go. While that was a great idea, getting out of the house is never easy, even with breakfast waiting.
Then at the door, we realized we didn’t have any soccer socks. Between Austin, Hubby and I, we turned three rooms up side down. In the end, on the top of the laundry hamper in the bathroom, I found a pair of pink soccer socks.