cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

It has begun. Emi's finally big enough to play soccer on Saturday morning. So we all got up early and went down to the park. Ox was so, so sad that he couldn't be out there with the big kids.

It was a beautiful morning for it. Emi was the smallest one out there. Her birthday is so late in the summer that she's probably also the youngest one out there. But she had fun, unlike another little girl who was melting down the whole time.

And now we're home. I was going to run my Scion game, but I'm still feeling puny, Ox is wiping his nose on everyone's shirt (he refuses to be convinced that Kleenex is a better option), and Emi has a cold and is worn out from running for an hour and is acting like a prima donna.

Sigh. Laundry, football, and naps. This sound like a good plan.

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