Petra had to be at the field this morning at 8:45 for a soccer tournament, which meant we were up at 7:30 on a Saturday. The first game started at 9:30 and the last one ended around 2:00, so it was a pretty full day. I have surprised myself by turning out to be the most avid fan in our family, by far. I don’t guess I’ll ever be a full-on enthusiast, but I do have a good time watching these girls play. I’m especially enjoying watching Petra, who seems to be improving with every game. She’s always been a hesitant player, but she’s getting more confident and more focused all the time. She still complains like crazy before every practice and every game, but she does enjoy playing when she’s there, so we’re making her stick with it for the foreseeable future.

The only downside of today, really, is that it was one of those tricky chilly days with a sun that’s hotter than you realize, and Olof and I came home pretty sunburned. Petra and Brynja both refused sunscreen on their faces, so they’re a little pinker than they ought to be as well, but it’s nothing serious. Every time one of my kids gets even the tiniest burn, though, I can’t help feeling like a bad mother. At least Yrsa escaped unscathed — mostly because she’s still small enough for us to hold down and forcibly slather with sunblock.