This is our first weekend after the All Stars season of soccer tournaments. After several months of three to five games every weekend, I was completely at a loss. What do we even do on weekends? Then today we went to back-to-back kid parties and I kind of remembered.
About two weeks ago, I was standing on the sideline with Eli’s dad. We both went to college at the same time, which I’ve decided is why he looks so familiar. Anyway, he says to me, “Nate, is so fast.” And it’s true. I hear the dads yelling “Motor Nate!” when they want him to take it all the way. He can sure turn on the speed when he wants to. Which generally doesn’t include waking-up in the morning, coming to the dinner table at night, eating food, or walking… anywhere.
Eli’s dad really doesn’t seem to believe me when I tell him Nate’s nickname is Pokey.