Oh, help me. 😣
The whole point of going to the game was to enjoy each other's company, to share a memorable experience... not to start fights. I wish I had parents who took me to sporting events. Do they think I like paying $25 for parking? Or to drive in stop-and-go traffic? At times I wonder if they truly appreciate the things we do for them.
During the game, I get a drink for the kids (it was pretty hot sitting in the sun) but Elliot doesn't like soda and gave the saddest puppy dog face in the world. Okay fine. I pick her up and go back down the flight of stairs, in search for a non-carbonated drink. We spot an Icee machine and she lights up. So we wait in the long line only to find out the machine is broken. Ugh. We walked around nearly the entire stadium before we found another Icee machine. This line was equally as long and we miss nearly 20 minutes of action before we got back to our seats. All of this for an Icee. All of this for my big girl.
The things we do for our kids.