OK super-soccer-mom status has to be deferred as the stress of getting these beauties to the sideline had me roaring at the kids when I failed to park effectively despite their guidance (!) and then had to hike two blocks with all the stuff to the pitches.
However the utter satisfaction of a tray cleared in seconds and many return rounds of orange smiles and no remarks about the lack of sugared drinks, which means I'll be back for another shift.
Before possession of the cake, M got possession of the ball for quite a decent amount of time too.
