Finals

I was the only actual mother on the field for the Mother’s Day Game. It was so rough. Windy as hell, and fast as hell. We got clobbered 6 to 1. Laura, who is my former instructor playing on the opposing team, said to me as we came off the field, “we need to light a fire under your butt!”  I know it!

Happy Mother’s Day!

After the game we had a great party with the chef from the Argentine Embassy, Miguel.  His chorizo is the best!

Marcos and Miguel

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