The 7 year old scored his very first ever touchdown today. His first. And I, having drank a skinny vanilla latte grande prior to game time, was in the bathroom peeing as it happened. No words. None. I had to hear about it from the other football moms. All I could do was say “fuck” and hang my head.
Now, having thought about it further, I decided that since today’s game was a scrimmage, it didn’t really count. So, I have a chance to redeem myself when it happens again. And it will.