Soccer practice is scheduled for 5:30PM tonight.
I called to see if practice is cancelled.
Me: Looks like it's not going to rain*, so there's soccer practice tonight, right?
Wife: Well maybe, Abbie is being difficult and I've been trying to convince her all day to go. She says doesn't want to go to soccer practice.
Me: Alright, put her on the phone.
(long pause, with Lora saying in the background, "talk in the phone, don't be rude")
Abbie: Daddy?
Me: Are you going to soccer today?
Abbie: No...
Me: How about I meet you there (at the soccer field) after work?
Abbie: (begrudgingly) Okkkay....
Don't get me wrong, I'd much rather watch the NBA playoffs at home tonight instead of hanging around a soccer field on a cloudy and windy 40 degree evening.
*It was in fact raining during practice.
When Abbie grows up to be the female Wayne Rooney you will be correspondingly proud and horrified.
ReplyDeleteIn fairness, her VORP is close to zero as the whole team runs around aimlessly.
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