Married to a soccer dad...

I was sound asleep this morning all snuggled in my bed.  Warm and toasty dreaming of My one and only true love Russell Crowe(which I do quite often) when all of the sudden I was startled, and rudely awakened by my husband putting his clothes on in an angry fashion.  When I asked him what was wrong he claimed there was no food for breakfast, and he was going to the market!  Well, #1:  there is plenty of food for breakfast, and
#2:  my husband never goes to the market!  This is why I am married to a SOCCER DAD!  My daughter has a soccer game this morning and apparently I didn't have the right kind of SOCCER  ENERGY FOOD she needed!!
O.M.G. !!!!  
 So I got up and made my other daughter breakfast.  Oatmeal, toast, apples and juice, and my soccer player sat there starving watching her little sister eat breakfast waiting for her dad to come home from the market with "energy food". 

Does anyone out there have to go through this?

Is this normal behavior?

I might need a support group my friends, because this is just the tip of the ice-berg...

 

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