Great Weekend

I just love it when my husband is home all weekend and we are able to be together the whole time. He is very nice to spend time with, to talk to, to hang out with and to watch movies with!
Saturday Mac had a soccer game and he actually scored 2 goals! I was very impressed! Especially since it was pouring down rain, and everything was a big slippery puddle. He actually dribbled down the field, like past other players, and shot. He was so cute! Kennedy also had 2 games and I think she scored 3 times total, I did not get to see her first game since Mac's was at the same time. Emy and I agai, hid out in the car during the games, since it really poured the entire time we were at the field. Emersons favorite thing is NOT sitting in a car "watching" soccer for 3 hours and she was extremely crabby! After Mac's game I went home and decided to get some dry clothes for all, and on the way back I went through the drive through at McDonalds, and this is where I almost made the evening news...
It was only 11:21 and when I pulled up there were 3 cars ahead of me, and they had all ordered, so I was glad thinking that it wouldn't take very long to get food. Emerson is hysterical and screaming "chicken" and doesn't understand why they are not producing it faster. At 11:29, there are still 2 cars in front of me, Emerson is still screaming "chicken" and then crying, she thinks I am purposefully withholding chicken from her? Anyway, I am starting to sweat, getting a little unnerved, and then another car pulls away, so only one car remains in front of me. It is 11:35, we are still behind one car, the lady inside is passing out drinks one by one taking a full minute in between passing them out, and Emy is screaming and Mac is singing and I had to seriously consider ramming the car in front of me to get through! I am not kidding, I actually wondered what it would be like, and what it would accomplish, and I could see it happening in my mind. Now realistically, it is not the fault of the car in front of me, but my anger is directed toward them! (I also wanted to just back up and leave, but I had already paid, and I didn't want to be out the cash) 11:38, the blue van finally pulls away, I pull up to the window and the lady says "did you have "...And she repeats my order, which she did not even have ready!!! Oh the agony! I really felt like I could lose it, I tried to be nice, I managed a small smile even and I bit down on my tongue to keep evil from spewing forth! After all, it was a lady about 55, and how could you yell at your mother??