Tucker's first basketball game of the season was tonight. He was instructed to wear khaki pants, a dress shirt and tie, and to stay after school with the team. The team looked so handsome all dressed up. I think the coach's theory must have been to intimidate the opponent with our good looks.
In the end the theory didn't pan out because we got beat, but still....the boys looked very respectable.
So anyway....the team was staying together, all dressed up, after school. They would ride the bus together as a team to the game. The opponent would await them after about a 40 minute drive. The game was scheduled to begin at 5 pm.
Immediately after school, I received an urgent text message from Tucker. The message said,
"Bring me some food. Please. We aren't getting anything to eat. I need food."
A young teenage boy has some priorities that surpass all others. Food is very high on the list. I have a feeling, that I will be getting many, many more requests for food over the next few years. I have this sneaking suspicion that our grocery bill is about to go way up.
The bill will likely go up in the homes of all these boys, too.
I am fairly certain that my boys will soon cause us some degree of financial strain because of groceries.
With three boys. All of which are active. All involved in sports.
Genetics suggests that perhaps they may end being....um....not teensy.
They are all very lean right now, but they were all born weighing in the 10 pound range.
The man of the house is 6 ft. 4in and I am 5 ft 7 in.
And both Bradley and I are.....what's the description? Big boned?
I think the urgent request for food today is just a glimmer of what is to come.