This was the last photo taken before it all went wrong.  While we may have colored outside the lines from time to time, we were essentially a happy family.

At 2:35 pm yesterday, disaster hit.  I turned into one of “those” parents.  You’ve seen them, monsters who coach scream at their kids while their children try to have fun playing sports.  Sure, Zach may have been grossly out of position (right wing) on every play, but seriously, who cares?  Tonight I am filled with shame, and my vocal chords are ripped to shreds.