<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699</id><updated>2007-05-23T13:32:24.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Soccer 2007</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/index.htm'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default'></link><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/atom.xml'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-6784570478090269164</id><published>2007-05-23T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T13:32:25.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why soccer snacks at all?</title><content type='html'>I while back I posted an &lt;a href="http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/03/will-play-for-food.html"&gt;opinion piece&lt;/a&gt; about the need for organized snacks during and after soccer games.  I wanted to go into a little more detail on the why of that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been coaching at the YMCA for about 6 years now.  I've seen kids of all shapes and sizes and demographics and family situations.  I think that a lot of these kids need organized sports to fill gaps in their lives.  They need soccer to help them become better people.  I've come to believe that snacks during soccer does more harm than good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mid-season this year my teams killed the team snack concept.  We rolled it into a BYOS (Bring your own snack) program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My issues were (in no order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's a pain with all the new allergy issues that kids have.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it.  Almost no one had allergies when I was a kid.  Now it seems there are more that do than don't.  Trying to buy the right combination of snacks to please everyone stinks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snack schedules.  I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to worry about who is not going to make the game on their snack day.  I don't need to be called when there's a conflict.  The parents don't need to be spending time buying snacks for kids, siblings, refs, coach or whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids don't need more sugar&lt;br /&gt;Those box juices?  Capri suns?  God forbid, Gatorade?  Kids don't need it.  In fact, with the rise of juvenile diabetes they should be avoiding it as much as they can.  And the bags of snacks?  They are just as bad.  But hey, if you know your kids and want to do that . . it's your world, be happy.  I just don't want to endorse it for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are the kids playing?  For the food!?!?  WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;Different kids need to be motivated differently but setting up food as a reward can lead to some very serious issues as they get older.  Kids should be playing sports to have fun.  Parents should have kids play sports so they get exercise (and learn the benefits thereof),  learn to work as a team, and have fun.  I don't think food should be in that list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think it worked out pretty well.  For my kids we did water at the breaks and some fruit after the game if it happened to end around normal "snack time."  We didn't make it a part of the game though; it was more a "Are you hungry? How fortuitous that we happen to have orange slices here." {OK . .that part is not entirely true . . in our house we are transitioning away from game snacks so there was still an expectation of snack.  That should end next season I hope}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on what I've read, it seems that fruit and water is the way to go for healthy, tasty, easy soccer snack.  We like oranges, grapes (raisins), nuts, and apples.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/05/why-soccer-snacks-at-all.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/6784570478090269164'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/6784570478090269164'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-4440633794494053332</id><published>2007-05-06T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:41:39.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Pictures</title><content type='html'>I took a bunch of pictures Saturday&lt;br /&gt;The first set were before the formal picture settings.  I loved seeing all the camaraderie between the girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/20070505TigerPictures"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/aaron.klenke/RjzkIPxMaXE/AAAAAAAABjg/kkqIQZrGMP4/s160-c/20070505TigerPictures.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/20070505TigerPictures" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;20070505 - Tiger Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Kyme took pictures at the same time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/20070505KymePics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/aaron.klenke/Rj0-PPxMb_E/AAAAAAAABks/iPSOCW5kRI0/s160-c/20070505KymePics.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/20070505KymePics" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;20070505 - Kyme Pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my camera on the field through most of the last game and posted the best of them (the one you see below is one Melonie took while I was tying her shoe):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/20070505TigerPics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/aaron.klenke/Rj0vN_xMa-E/AAAAAAAABis/kyEKVhydu4g/s160-c/20070505TigerPics.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/20070505TigerPics" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;20070505 - Tiger Pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/05/final-pictures.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/4440633794494053332'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/4440633794494053332'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-7886432135551073436</id><published>2007-03-19T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:11:24.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day!</title><content type='html'>April 14 at 9:40 at Deerwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get forms before the actual day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there or be square.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/03/picture-day.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/7886432135551073436'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/7886432135551073436'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-1750668350926249531</id><published>2007-03-12T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:06:11.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Picture time!</title><content type='html'>Mike Kyme (father of Emma and huisband of Team Mom Sue) took some pictures of our game against the Jaguars on Saturday and delivered them teh same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see them here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 194px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/Tiger2007a"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/aaron.klenke/RfVmbiCmQ5E/AAAAAAAAA8I/8Wd3ylwYRNk/s160-c/Tiger2007a.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aaron.klenke/Tiger2007a"&gt;Tiger2007a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/03/its-picture-time.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/1750668350926249531'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/1750668350926249531'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-5538325988724732924</id><published>2007-03-07T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:11:38.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Play for Food</title><content type='html'>I read the below article the other day and agree with it whole-heartedly.   Let me know what your thoughts are at the next practice and game in regards to stopping the team snacks and just each parent taking care of their own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will Play for Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;nyt_byline version="1.0" type=" "&gt; &lt;/nyt_byline&gt;&lt;div class="byline"&gt;By HARLAN COBEN&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;nyt_text&gt; &lt;/nyt_text&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Ridgewood, N.J.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ENOUGH with the organized snacks. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When did this start anyway? I’m at my 7-year-old’s soccer game. The game ends and this week’s designated “snack parent” produces a ginormous variety pack of over-processed chips and an equally gargantuan crate-cum-cooler. Our children swarm like something out of the climactic scene in “The Day of the Locust.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Do our kids need yet another bag of Doritos and a juice box with enough sugar to coat a Honda Odyssey? Can’t they just finish playing and have some water? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Call me a spoilsport, but I don’t want to bring a team snack. I hate that first day, when the coach’s spouse passes around the sign-up sheet so we can schedule what parent brings the communal snack on what day. It’s too much pressure. Suppose I’m away? Suppose we want to visit relatives and miss that week? Now we have to find “snack coverage.” And heaven forbid you forget altogether and then the little darlings look longingly for the expected goody and you’re the social pariah who didn’t come through and that one mom, the one who always has the perfect after-school arts ’n’ crafts project, gives you the disapproving eye and head shake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The scheduled snack is yet another way we cater to our child’s every whim. Guess what? Precious can go an hour — maybe more! — without eating. And if your child can’t make it that long, bring your own snack. Feed your kid’s need, not mine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are none of us reading about the obesity of our young people? Do you think it helps their well-being that after every sporting event our children gorge themselves Fall-of-Roman-Empire style on extra calories, extra sugar, extra hydrogenated fat? I recently sat down with Annette O’Neill, a registered dietitian and bona fide nutritionist, and asked her, “Do you think it’s a good idea for our kids to have Cheetos and Kool-Aid after a sporting event?” Her response: “Uh, no.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And please don’t get on me about bringing so-called alternative or healthy snacks. I barely remember to put on my son’s shin guards and cleats, not to mention those long socks and that black soccer eye makeup — I don’t have time to slice up 50 orange wedges that the kids will never eat because last week’s cool parent brought Ho Hos and Hawaiian Punch. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This isn’t about ruining anyone’s fun or being the food police, but does the fun always have to revolve around food? Do you know what should be fun when your kid plays soccer? Playing soccer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While we are on the subject, when your child celebrates a birthday during the school day, maybe we can try for a small cookie or cracker and a rousing, even multicultural, rendition of “Happy Birthday.” Stop with the cupcakes the size of softballs. Have you ever seen the leftovers brought into the school’s main office? By two in the afternoon, the place looks like the San Gennaro festival.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where did this organized snacking start anyway? Is it a holdover from the toddler years, those half-hour library story times when we trot out Goldfish and those cute Cheerios containers and use the small foods as calming pellets? Is it the Old World philosophy of food-equals-love? Or are we just trying to keep them quiet for our own sake?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t know. I don’t care. But I want you to join me in banning these organized parental sports snacks. Let’s do something for the youths of this country right now and end the American Snack Tyranny.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; I will start by asking my friends at the Ridgewood Soccer Association to stop the snacks. Furthermore, I am asking all sport associations in my hometown to follow suit. I encourage the rest of you around the country to contact your league officials and join the fight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Instead of spending those last few athletic minutes forcing down a fruit roll-up (what mentally malnourished monster, by the way, invented those?), why not have your child gather with his coach, have him or her explain some of the fundamentals (like how being active is healthy!), talk about teamwork or the important life lessons of sports? Maybe even try listening — instead of trying to sneak an extra Chips Ahoy for his younger sibling? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And hey, enjoy your water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/03/will-play-for-food.html'></link><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2006/10/27/opinion/27coben.html?ei=5088&amp;en=446b6bbf4939c338&amp;ex=1319601600&amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;emc=rss&amp;pagewanted=print' title='Will Play for Food'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/5538325988724732924'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/5538325988724732924'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-7431539035720513066</id><published>2007-02-28T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:54:44.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Game Time</title><content type='html'>There is a link ("Game Schedules") on the right side of the web page that will take you to Quickscores and you can see all our game times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday we are playing one of the early games: 8:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the home team and so we should wear the white shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/02/first-game-time.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/7431539035720513066'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/7431539035720513066'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-962065625875443356</id><published>2007-02-28T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:46:12.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Coach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meet the coach:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.klenkefamily.net/soccer/uploaded_images/image0-791059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://www.klenkefamily.net/soccer/uploaded_images/image0-788721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi.  I'm Aaron Klenke. I have four daughters from the age of twenty down to three.  I've been coaching YMCA sports for six or seven years.  Most of it soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing soccer since I was tiny.  It's a good game for kids and the Y is a good place to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work on having fun playing the game and running the right way.  I'm going to work on teaching them that listening to the coach is important and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to work the YMCA core values into the game (caring, honesty, respect, responsibility, and faith).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kids are going to be a part of my life and I'm going to work on being a part of theirs.  I have kids in high-school that I coached that still call me coach.  I love that feeling.  I like to think I had something to do with them being good kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for trusting me with them for the season.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/02/meet-coach.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/962065625875443356'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/962065625875443356'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968095274116071699.post-148503866057120117</id><published>2007-02-27T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:45:08.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Meeting notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team name:&lt;/span&gt; Tigers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Game schedule:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quickscores.com/Orgs/ResultsDisplay.php?OrgDir=lakehoustonymca&amp;LeagueID=10533"&gt;Quickscores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Practice and games)&lt;/span&gt; : Deerwood Elementary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=l&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=schools&amp;near=2420+Lake+Houston+Pky,+Kingwood,+TX+77339&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;cid=30060542,-95159035,8307727996528434599&amp;amp;li=lmd&amp;z=14&amp;amp;ll=30.060542,-95.159035&amp;spn=0.053635,0.080509&amp;amp;om=1"&gt;Map&lt;/a&gt;: 2910 High Valley Dr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Practice time:&lt;/span&gt; 5:00 PM on Fridays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snack schedule&lt;/span&gt; will be posted soon.  Susan and I will handle game 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weather Line&lt;/strong&gt;: 281.628.5730 &lt;strong&gt;(Do not call the YMCA. They will hate me if you do. Call the weather line, or Quicscores,  or call me. Please.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Team "Parent" {everyone knows it's a team Mom}:&lt;/strong&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free ball:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?li=rwp&amp;q=19702+West+Lake+Houston+Parkway,+Humble,+TX+77346"&gt;Beasly Tire &lt;/a&gt;is giving away free soccer balls. Swing by and say "Hey." Tell them the YMCA sent you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure you send lots of water with your child.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure they are wearing shin guards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They like soccer, they like you . . . do the math.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't forget the snacks. And sticky snacks are a bad idea. No giant cookies!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snack suggestions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; quartered oranges for half-time; juice and chips after the game.&lt;br /&gt;The kids also like grapes for half and Teddy Grahams or animal crackers for after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't forget to do the tunnel thing after the game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure you talk to them about the game. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call me if you need anything. Rides, soccer tips, bad parenting advice, vegetarian recipes. Whatever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think that covers it. I'll post here if I forgot anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great season.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.klenkefamily.net/tiger2007/2007/02/test-post.html'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/148503866057120117'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968095274116071699/posts/default/148503866057120117'></link><author><name>Aaron</name></author></entry></feed>