The boys both got to participate in the Sandpoint Soccer tournament this September--Josh with his 2010 team and Micah on his new 2012 team. We drove back and forth each day, as lodging was hard to find. I remember a WET, WET weekend...we all got drenched! But the highlights included Josh getting to be captain in a game or two, Micah playing in his first real tournament, Janie coming along on Saturday, and eating at Matchwood and a bagel place.
On Saturday at lunch, Micah told me he had a headache, and I thought he was probably exhausted and dehydrated, so I pushed the water intake. He played four games in two days, and on Sunday, he was walking on the field and Jeff had to literally carry him to the van when we went home. He curled up with Jeff Sunday evening to watch TV, and Jeff and I suddenly knew he must be sick. Pretty sure it was Covid, we put him to bed and went into Jeff's school to test on Monday morning. Micah was positive, Josh negative, but at that point if someone in your house had it and you weren't vaccinated you had to stay home too. Josh tested positive a few days later, and I went to work on Tuesday, but came home with fever and chills. Thus was the beginning of our Covid days at home. Jeff and Grace never tested positive, and slowly the boys and I went back to school. I remember not feeling well but feeling like I had to keep things moving--I completed my WA Kids training online--and Melissa covered my classroom for a day (or two?) until her family came down with Covid. What a way to start the school year! Crazy.
