As I write this, it is 7:39 and I am waiting for soup to heat so I can feed the masses – one of which isn’t even back from soccer practice yet. Considering that they don’t have lights there, I don’t know exactly how one practices soccer in the dark – I can only imagine.
We came back from a cross country meet at MSJ which was actually at College of St. Joseph – I love the way nothing is every where it seems to be – but I digress. Tim had a full blown asthma attack during the race – scared himself to death – but was fine shortly afterward. I had to impress upon him that it is important when that happens that you tell the person you are running with or who passes you so that if you should pass out or need help, an adult can come rescue you. Despite the asthma attack the boy came in 5th place – ribbon and all.
The definite highlight of the afternoon, since it was hosted by MSJ was the knife juggling by Father Tim. We’ve seen him juggle before, flaming batons, although knives are pretty much right up there. Everyone enjoyed his finale to the award ceremony.
Then errands on the way home for lunches tomorrow and a trip outside to cover everything we could – we are expecting temperatures around 30 tonight and frost. —- Winter it seems is not waiting too patiently for her entrance.