Saturday football

Today was the last day of Rose's football "season" - all 4 weeks of it!  We have been doing Advent dinners on Friday evenings with 3 other families and the kids have not been in bed till 8 p.m. (you'll see why this is relevant in a minute)  They usually go between 6:30 and 7. 

Plus we have had other evenings out to celebrate variuos groups' Christmas celebrations so they have had babysitters (more lenient on bedtimes) and they are really tired.

Saturday morning we have to leave by 8:15 a.m. as football starts at 8:30.  Joshua would not co-operate with getting dressed.  He insisted on an inappropriate pair of trousers (too hot and bad colour for getting dirty as they invariably do) and so was screaming and crying before we left while we forcibly dressed him in our choice of shorts as I was not keen to leave him with Lea (our helper) as I didn't think he was in a good frame of mind for her to have to deal with.

When we arrived Naomi and Joshua did not want to get out of the car so Steve took Rose on to the field as he "coaches" her team - the Cheetahs.  Eventually Naomi and Joshua did get out of the car and we went to find a spot to put our bags.

Rose's team was playing the first game - there are 3 teams at her level so they play 2 games each week.  Before half time - they play 10 minutes each way - Naomi and Joshua were pestering for food.  I told them they could wait till the game was over.  When Rose got off the pitch at half time she was moaning too.  She was tired, she wanted food, she didn't want to play etc.

In the end, Steve had enough and told me to take them home right then which I did as they were melting-down big time by now.  It continued at home for a bit but they were reasonably calm by the time Steve came home.  I thought it was a sad way to finish though.