It’s track season for the high school grandsons. Long days in the bleachers. Lots of yelling and cheering. Starter guns. Kids stomping up and down metal stairways. Leftover snacks on the floor. Trash on the ground. Marni has seen and heard it all.
She has been to 2 meets now and mostly slept through it all.
But the 1st meet took place on a really windy day. Trash blowing everywhere. Marni really felt like she should be out picking all that flying trash up herself. So we spent a lot of time sitting out in the midst of it all learning some patience and self-control.
The 2nd meet called for a good long snooze.
There will be more to come ———