At the risk of sounding self-depreciating, although I am creative, I am not practical. However, during he course of Motherhood there have been a handful of occasions when I have managed to make do and mend effectively. Sunday was one such day. Are Sundays cursed? Even as a child, Sunday morning usually involved a row because we were running late for church. In my house, it isn’t church, its football. The boys are lazy, however organised I am, something always goes wrong at the last minute. Uusally something or several items are lost. Older boys holds the world championship for losing coats and water bottles. His teacher recently asked me how tidy his bedroom at home is, as he has a reputation for leaving and losing things at school. However, today it is younger boy who has managed to lose his shin pad. Predictably we have no spares and I struggle to think of a solution. Despite being told to leave it several times, older boy starts talking about youtube tutorials he has watched on how to make a shin pad. In a flash of inspiration, despite protestations about time etc from my husband. I find an old shoe box and cut two shin pad templates successfully from the cardboard. I then tape them together and if I say so myself, I iam impressed with the result which is rapidly stuffed down younger boys sock because we have to go.
Younger boy’s match goes well, he scores two goals and is later told that he is man of the match. I am proud and he is happy. We get a lift home from one of the other parents. Whilst the boys busy themselves by overdosig on sugar and bad jokes, younger boy pulls his sock down to reveal the cardboard shin pad. I dont know which way things are going to go, thankfully nobody laughs or pays much attention at all. I am glad and take pleasure in the fact that for once I might have just saved the day.