I remember so well going to my kids' games when they were young. I'd be lugging my folding chair, hat, sunscreen, water bottle, sweatshirt, PILLOW (always!) pills, and of course, wearing long pants and a long-sleeved shirt because I'm always cold or getting burned...The other moms seemed so carefree and energetic in their shorts, running around or sitting in the grass, tanning away. I would feel (and look) like I was dying by the time I crawled back into my car!
Debbie