It felt like fall (finally!) this past Saturday here in West Michigan: just in time for my 11-year-old son's noon AYSO soccer game.
|We're in the neon shirts. Team name is the Hawks.|
But Saturday, it was cold. Rain off and on. Wind. Air temperatures in the 40's (lower, mostly). And I was born in Southern California. I have THIN BLOOD, people!
|My boy - #35. Must have inherited my thin blood|
|See all the umbrellas, coats, etc?|
But the Shers? Once we found our spot, we stuck with it. No matter the wind, rain, or temperatures, we stayed put...inside my car along the edge of the soccer field.
|Go ahead - call me a wimp. I likely won't argue.|
Here's hoping for a BIT warmer weather for the next few games, eh?
So, how much of a wimp am I? ;)
Traveling Rough Roads With God's Strength