Tonight, much to my chagrin, Payton had a lacrosse game at 8 p.m. in Catonsville! Ugh! By the time the game started, it was very cool, and we were all wearing sweatshirts and bundled up in blankets on the chilly bleachers.
At halftime, Sawyer stood up and announced that he was going to the "bathroom" (term used loosely as this was a port-a-potty of the generic, bright blue, high-school-football-stadium variety. ICK!) I looked at him questioning because he had just been to the lovely facilities about 15 minutes earlier.
"Again?" I said "You were just there!"
"I know" he replied "But it's warm inside so I'm gonna go sit in there for a little bit."
I'm not sure which bothers me more--the fact that it was warm in there or the fact that he was planning to sit. GROAN!
P.S. Payton's team won 7 to 4! Their first victory!