This is what the last two weeks of Dane's life looked like
Football camp was tough this year; it was full contact, scorching hot, and Dane was playing on an injured ankle. He played through the pain, had some fun, and hopefully learned a few things.
It was my job to get him to camp everyday, and since it was far away, I was left with a choice; go home, then drive back in rush hour traffic, or hang out and wait. I chose hang out and wait. Between my Kindle, iPhone, shopping, and having long, leisurely lunches with my girlfriends, I was able to keep myself occupied.
As a matter of fact, I really enjoyed football camp.