Accalia's last soccer game this morning was a miserable affair. It was cold (low 50s), windy, and raining by the second half. Cole hid under a blanket for the first quarter or so but cheered up when I took him, Ella and A. to the van to warm up. Ella's face was starting to turn a little blue, so I thought she might enjoy the heat. She didn't want any of that, though. She was upset to get to the van because she didn't want to be away from the action and she didn't like the idea of possibly leaving without Cory or Accalia (we didn't plan to, of course). So we went back out, but she ended up starting to cry out there and cry when I took her back to the van. She was just tired from staying up way too late (darn late naps) and getting up earlier than desired. The good news is that Accalia's team won their last game. Accalia started crying when we got home because she's sad about soccer being over, and it didn't cheer her up that much to think of it beginning again in April.

After lunch (Burger King thanks to Cory's pizza delivery tips), Cory and I caught up on a little tv that we've missed and then he headed off to work at two. He'll hopefully be done around 8 and then we'll all watch a movie together. Ella ended up falling asleep a little before 5, but thankfully we have no reason to get up tomorrow if she stays up super late tonight.

Now I'm off to do some cleaning. I'm feeling really restless. I wish I could take the opportunity of none of the kids really needing me right now to just sit and relax and read, but I just can't make myself sit down to do that.