Why I Shouldn’t Be Allowed to Watch My Son Play Soccer

For a moment today, I was in a public place, and I was jumping and screaming and clapping and I thought—what has gotten into me? And I’ll tell you what. Park district kindergarten soccer. That’s what. Before you think less of me, before you peg me as that mom, let me tell you. No one is considering myself “that mom” more than I am at this time. I never imagined myself to be jumping and screaming and clapping publicly. At kindergarten soccer. Where they don’t even keep score. But I was swept up.

This is what swept me away. Continue reading