Today I went to Bergen to play soccer with the KCC guys. We won 2-0. But I got freaking sick from Andrew while we were all playing Telephone in the church van on the way there. He was the one whispering to me. In the end, we were both suffering from “mohmsahl”…the worst!
But after soccer ended, there was a bbq but it poured like crazy. All the youth group kids stayed in the church van while the ahjusshis were like warriors and stayed in the rain to grill. My body was feeling it from the sickness so I didn’t bother eating and few of the other kids eventually didn’t eat because of the rain. But I thought the cutest thing was Deborah’s dad. He literally walked in the rain back and forth like 7 times from the church van to the grilling place with a whole sahm (lettuce, spinach, bbap, sahmgyupsahl, bean paste). Everytime he came, he had a sahm all rolled up and would go to Deborah and feed her.
That’s awesome. He just played soccer for 90 minutes, dead tired, and was grilling in the rain, yet he still wanted to make sure his daughter was eating. That’s the dad I want to be.