Four out of five of my children play soccer every Saturday, which means we attend three different games, depending on the schedules. (The twins play on the same team, so that’s why the math doesn’t quite add up.)
Today, it’s raining. Hard. It was even hailing at times.
Yet two of the games went on as scheduled until the kids revolted in a mass mutiny at halftime.
Why did this have to happen? Why? I cry plaintively into the night, but there is no answer.