The end of an era?

It is fall. Fall means soccer here, as does spring. But, for the first time since the boys were five, I don't have a kid playing soccer. Lane, at high school, has too many other activities going. Levi, as a 7th grader, had new sports available to him through the school which conflict with soccer. So he's not playing. He probably won't play in the spring either as track will start then.

No soccer?? My world has been turned upside down.

So, now what will people call me? Can't really call me a Soccer Mom anymore. Debate Mom? Cross Country Mom? Drama/Orchestra/4-H/Track/Junior Leaders Mom? Doesn't quite roll off the tongue, does it?

Maybe they can just call me Running Her Ass Ragged Mom. Now THAT fits!