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I’ve seen them wherever I lived. They roam around in minivans, arm themselves with enormous purses and yield cameras to document every minute. Of course, there are always a gaggle of young children following this individual – the soccer mom.
Growing up, I thought these women were targets for mockery.
I couldn’t imagine taking motherhood to the extreme and becoming a suburban cliché. But after watching two of my sister’s children last week, I realized these women have a lot of admirable qualities.
The first characteristic I envy is their preparedness. While the three of us were taking a jaunt in my Beetle, my sister’s oldest son, Connor, had a runny nose. I didn’t have one single Kleenex on me.
It’s rather shameful considering my mother, a genius, always has a tissue in her pocket, purse or glove compartment to dole out to anyone with a case of the sniffles.
The second quality of a soccer mom I wished I possess was organization. Last week, I patted myself on the back for planning an excursion to the Larry R. Walkup Aquatic Center; however, I failed to notice on the pool’s Web site that the public swim wasn’t until 11 a.m. As a result, Connor, his sister, Mairen, and I arrived at the pool an hour and 40 minutes early.
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