The Game Plan

I have a minivan for a reason.  I haul numerous children all over creation to get them to school and sports. Yesterday was one of those days. Between 8:00 and 3:15, I went back and forth between schools 8 times (okay, 2 schools twice, 1 school once and one school 3 times), ran errands (mostly for other people) killed time at the mall while my 6th grader was at a dance, rushed back to the school (that 8th school visit) when he suddenly remembered the dance ended an hour early, took everyone home, answered the perennial question of “What’s for dinner,” took them to baseball practice,  and a church social.  Before it was time to pick the older ones up, my youngest and I cuddled (I was semi comatose) on the couch watching “The Game Plan.”  The daughter asks her dad, Joe Kingman, what was the best thing that happened to him.  By the end of the movie, he finally got that she was the best thing that happened to him.  So after my use-up- a-half-gallon-of-gas-in-one-day day, I looked at my little one, and realized that at that moment, snuggling with her was the very best part of my day.