We had lots of running around to do....going to and fro. School, soccer, baseball, school, school, school, doctor, school, soccer, baseball, baseball and some other boring stuff like errands scattered in between.
The running around doesn't bug me so much....but the "toting all the crap around" does.
ESPECIALLY when it involves baseball. I carry two backpacks...one for my camera gear, another backpack with game ball, permanent marker, cell phone, candy and gold dollars for player awards, two freshly sharpened pencils, umbrella just in case (to keep my camera dry), the gianormous score book the Prince bought this season, my camera with the "NASA" lens I rented for a month, and a water bottle.
This week I had to add some of the baseball gear the Prince usually carries to my pack mule....and by pack mule, I mean me.
So we are running back and forth from the soccer fields to the baseball fields because, of course, my youngest heir has two games that overlap. We make a quick stop at the suburban to do the quick change from soccer uniform to baseball. (A whole other blog for another day!!)
And then here I am, struggling to drag all my crap from one side of the complex to the other when both my sweet and thoughtful heirs say, "Mom, can you carry this?" Holding up their water bottles and bat bag....
What do I look like? An octopus?!?!