April 12

It may be mid-April, but it was the kind of cold, windy evening that's best spent huddled under an electric blanket with a steaming cup of decaf within reach. But Brady had a game so off we went to take in the action.

I wore two thermals, a hoodie, a beanie, and a jacket and still shivered as the wind cut through my many layers. And the boys out in the field danced in place and did jumping jacks.

It was so chilly by the time the final out was recorded that I'm not sure we'd have cared about the outcome (although Brady's team did win). And rather than gathering the boys for a lengthy post-game meeting, the coach summed it all up with 'good game, better defense next time, now go home.'

Yes, it was a good reminder that although it's cold outside, we're blessed to have a warm home and fuzzy blankets. And decaf. That too.