If you’re a parent, you know that weekends are not time off any more than weekdays are.

This weekend was ridiculously full. I announced two volleyball matches Saturday, one day after doing a football game, and four days after doing another volleyball match. (In between, I got to be a parent at a Parents Night for the first time. I have sat through more than 100 Parents Nights for games I’ve covered or announced, but this is the first time I’ve gotten to participate, since we have a freshman soccer player in the house.) We also had our church’s annual St. Francis Day pet blessing, after which I went to a silo fire fought by seven fire departments.

Sunday, our daughter made her world debut as an acolyte, before her practice for a role in “The Nutcracker.” In between, an historic moment in the Prestegard family, or extended family:

This may be the first touchdown a Prestegard has ever scored in organized football. Had this been on the radio, my call would have been something like “Handoff to Prestegard on the end-around … and Prestegard to the 30, around the corner to the 20, down the sidelines to the 10 … tooooo the end zone! Touchdown for Dylan Prestegard — 34 yards on the end-around! And the Herd [team name, hence the green jerseys for Marshall] start the second half with a bang, and take the lead, 12 to 6!”

I feel like I should re-edit the video in slow motion with some NFL Films music, like …

Or, knowing popular music today, he’d probably prefer something like this:

A football game I announced earlier this season did involve a Prestegard child … in the marching band. That too is a family first. So yes, the marching band got airtime. I have yet to announce a game where one of our kids is a player … yet.

This week, I have games to announce every night from Wednesday to Friday, plus Saturday afternoon. A Neil Young song says it’s better to burn out than it is to rust.