I am a mother of three wonderful children, who I love very much. I have a son named Aaron, 18, who is somewhere near 6 feet, and has brown hair, and blue eyes. My daughters Lucy, 19, and Vikki, 22, both have reddish-brown hair like me, and blue eyes. My girls go to different colleges around the state, and my son to the local high school. I am 37 and also have reddish hair and blue eyes. My husband and I were divorced when Aaron was 10.
Since we were all together for the weekend, of course we were taking advantage by spending quality time together. We were at Aaron's football game sitting together in the bleachers with my brother Dave and his son.
Heath, 20, has sandy blonde hair like his dad, and brown eyes like his mom. Dave has blue eyes like our mom and dad. Dave's daughter Kim, 18, was the head cheerleader at the same high school. Dave's wife was working late, so she couldn't be there.
The game was very close, and my son was being beaten brutally. I almost couldn't watch the huge men tackle him and crush him like they were. He did seem to be helping his team, but in the end, our team lost by 6 points. My brother and I both took our sad children back to the parking lot. |