A few days ago the boys and I went to Calvin’s soccer game after school. Why wasn’t Josh there? Because he’s traveling in Morocco — rough job, huh? So far he’s loving it there and he described it as “gritty,” like Egypt — both literally and figuratively. I, on the other hand, am becoming quite content with the clean, quiet, and subdued life we get to live in Muscat. I’m not missing gritty at the moment.
Instead of dodging snakes in the marketplace (he sent me a text that the souk in Marrakesh was wild and full of mopeds and snakes), I got to relax on the bleachers at my children’s private school while we waited for the game to start. With a cappuccino. Beat that Morocco.
Carter was happy because I brought them Sohar chips as a treat. Sohar chips are to potato chips what Funyons are to onion rings. Completely fake, but yummy tasting. (I assume Funyons are still yummy — I haven’t eaten them since 7th grade when I ate them every day along with a Skor bar and a Pepsi for lunch. Brain food.) Anyway, Sohar chips taste like they’re made with powdered mashed potatoes. Out of curiosity, I just looked up the website as I was writing this and they’re described as: Potato Based Pellet with Chilli & Chicken Flavour
Yummy. Anyway, they’re made in Oman so I guess they’re “green,” even if they’re not healthy, right?
Calvin’s game was good — they were evenly matched in the first half, but ended up losing 3-1.
Once the chips ran out she got tired of watching soccer and not being able to run on the field so Carter and Caleb took her over to the playground. She loves slides.
This slide is tall and steep for a toddler, but she didn’t hesitate for a second.
