I took Corwin to soccer practice this evening. It was drizzling a bit and Corwin said “I don’t think we’re going to have practice”. I asked him what team he thought he had been playing for all these years. His previous coach, Jack’s dad, was cut from the same cloth as his current coach. In their view, if the rain is light enough to see from one end of the field to the other, it’s not raining too hard. So unless the nearby trees were catching on fire from lightning bolts, practice was on.
While I was there I got in to a discussion about keeping middle school boys clean. It started when one parent groused that his kid was going to claim he didn’t need a shower because he had been rained on. I thought he was kidding, but that’s exactly what Corwin told me on the way home. All I can say is that I am glad the Boy Scout code includes the requirement that Boy Scouts be clean.
Yeah, my boys were under the same impression…the rain constitued a shower. I pointed out the lack of soap on the soccer field and won that battle!
