Andrew told me the bones in his chest hurt, so like a nervous mom, I decided he wasn't going to soccer and he had to go back to the doctor in the morning. I didn't know if the pneumonia hadn't totally disappeared or what. So, called and informed the coach he wouldn't make it. Then made him an appointment at 11 for a check-up at the local doctor. Only problem with that is Jim had a 10.30 haircut. Luckily Cindy is here, so I could drop her off with Emmalee at the field for Emme's game.
Sat in horrendous traffic and just got to Bales Field to drop them off right at 11, which meant we were late for the Dr. Left Cindy with my phone in case she needed to call Jim and took off. Rushed back to the doctor. Of course, the doctor said Andrew was fine and gave him a clean bill of health. Good to hear, but still don't know why he said/says his bones hurt. Rushed back to Bales to catch the end of Emme's soccer game.
When we got there, she was kicking the ball around with Jim and Cindy. Evidently I dropped them off at the totally wrong field. OOOOOOOPS. Cindy was telling Emmalee to concentrate and look real hard for her teammates, who of course weren't there because they were down playing at Tunks Park in Northbridge. I should have read the schedule/calendar a little bit better. So Cindy didn't get to watch anyone play soccer. But she got to watch our un-organization, that's for sure!