The one summer — never again! — our four children were on the swim team, they had practice every weekday morning, a pep rally every Friday night, and then a Saturday swim meet that lasted hour after hour. (And you have to arrive an hour before the meet to sign in, and half the meets were away meets, generally about half an hour away.)
The routine never varied: sit for an hour, watch your child swim for 30-60 seconds, sit for an hour, repeat. My wife and I would volunteer to time the swimmers, work the snack bar, anything, just to pass the time. (Maybe that was the strategy all along.) Every Saturday we were up early, and out until mid-afternoon.
Softball is very similar: a two-hour practice game for two hours two nights a week, then a two-hour game every Saturday. Once again, sit for long stretches, watch your child do something for a few seconds, then repeat, ad infinitum.
And both are subject to rain delays. "Just sit tight. It'll clear up any minute."
The only redeeming feature is that both events generally have snack bars, though eating out of boredom is a great way to gain weight. But at least it's something to do.
I can't wait for soccer season.
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