Mystic and I were talking about weeknight meal planning last night. One of his kids is on two different baseballs teams, which means a lot of weeknight practices and games.
And late nights.
Which really gets in the way of family dinners. Let alone healthy ones.
Last week, it was nearly 10 pm when they got home after a game that ran late.
Which is crazy for middle schoolers on a school night.
Let alone for Mystic who leaves at 6 am to start his day.
The motivation to go through a drive-thru and get take-out on those kind of nights is strong.
With Nick and Madeline both in soccer, and both having weeknight practices, it’s tough.
Usually on those nights I plan for leftovers.
Or breakfast for dinner.
Concentrating on something I can get on the table within 30 minutes of walking through the door.
And not feeling guilty about it.
Some days are better than others. For sure.
Last Thursday night was Nick’s soccer practice.
It was cold.
And wet.
Drizzling.
Right up until five minutes before we left, I was checking the web site.
Hoping to see the “fields are closed” designation.
Hoping.
Hoping.
Hoping.
No such luck.
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