Thursday morning, we packed up our uniforms into our bags and headed to school. Today's game would be played at 2pm so after lunch we would head on down to the fields for warmups.
Noah was the most excited. "Mom, Dad, you have to come today! Sit up front and cheer super loud!" He commanded during breakfast.
"Yes, of course we'll be there." Mrs. Atkins smiled at her youngest son. "We'll try and be at every game this season."
"Yea, whatever." Noah brushed off. "But this is the most important game. First league game of the season and out of all of your sons, only I'm starting! Even Zeke will be on the bench!" He laughed.
Zeke didn't say anything; he just took his plate to the kitchen and immediately headed to the garage. "Leaving in two minutes. If you're not in the car, you're walking to school." The garage door closed louder than normal.
I stuffed my face with bacon and rushed my plate to the kitchen, not willing to be left behind.
