The boys lost the game in the first round of the playoffs, it was bitter sweet for them and me. We will no longer be attending high school football, next year we will be watching our son play at the college level. As you can see by the photo he plays hard, his uniform is always the dirties of all the kids, he plays offense and defense and never has time on the bench. The last game was played in the rain which created a very muddy field but the boys love playing in those conditions. I was huddled up under an umbrella with my heated coat turned to high. I normally am down on the sidelines but this school said no photographers and no pics could be posted on any form of social media so it was the first game that I sat in the stands.
I decided I have a much better view from the sidelines, but it was also nice to sit with the other parents and fans and do a little chatting and a little insta-graming. I was glad to get into the truck and turn the heat on high for the drive home, it seems like it takes forever to warm up when you get chilled to the bone and that wet kind of chill is even worse. I was so glad when we turned into the driveway, it meant I could get out of the wet clothes and slip into my heated bed. But that all changed in an instant………….
We have a very long driveway, at least a half mile long and as we approached the house we could see flashlights in the back yard. My oldest son jumped out of the truck, ran around back, and discovered we we being robbed. Our french doors were standing wide open and the robbers were quickly running through the field. Luckily we arrived at the exact moment they had opened the doors and they hadn’t even stepped a foot inside yet. Perfect timing for us, yet still scary and unnerving. We live in such a small town and everyone attends high school sports, making the homes of those people easy targets. So far 17 homes have been broke into and all while at football games. We never lock our house and our cars set in the driveway with the keys in them. I hate it when someone starts messing with our small town ways. My family lives in this community for a reason. We love small town life and all the perks that come with it such as trust. I have kids that come in and out of our house all the time even when we’re not home. They all know if they need a bed or a place to eat our home is always open. I refuse to lock these kids out, so now I just pray that statistics are correct, and a robber never hits the same house twice.