A little each day, I feel distant from my boys.
Let's face it, I'm not interested in Nintendo, Wii and computer games. In fact, Mr. O has taken up the hobby of playing Pokemon just so he can stay connected with his sons.
As for me, I am having trouble making the connection. And lately, I feel so out of place.
Wasn't there a time when my boys wanted to be with me? What happened?
Now, they are constantly with their father, following his every move.
But I wasn't going to give up on my kids. Surely, there must be something I could do with them.
Let's play some soccer! What a great idea!
We headed to J.P's school, and discovered we had the soccer field all to ourselves.
I was goalkeeper for my boys' team. Who would have thought?
It was hilarious to play against Mr. O. especially when A.R used his fancy footwork to score the winning goal.
No more worries here. I guess I'll do whatever it takes to be one of the boys.