After a kind of gay, hectic and fun morning in the house, we are off to the Airport of Orlando. The dogs are dropped off by Kyle, he said his dog, Luna, would like to have a few new buddies, so they are at Kyle's.

Ash is driving, as normal. I'm in the passenger seat and the kids are in the backseat. It's nice that we only had to pack our 'normal' clothes, since Ash's and mine soccer stuff is already sent to France, so they aren't late. The kids have their jerseys, formal clothing and all the other things they would need. So we haven't got that much of stuff with us. That's rare.

Before we went to drop the dogs off, we made a family chat. In the beginning it was the "3 Harrises and 1 Krieger", after that "5 Harris, 1 Krieger" because Jax said we missed the dogs. Alex relied that they didn't have a phone, so they aren't in the group. After that the groups name is called "THE UNITED GAYS OF SOCCER", which Ash thought was pretty funny. So yeah, that's our family chat. Nice. (And serious as hell.)

After we flew to New York, we were all a little nervous, since the team is kind of our second (or third, how you want to call it) family. We made app a little plan, the kids hide, we don't know where, but they hide and they just ask at the team if they have seen their mothers. What we would normally do, is ask what their name is, so they say mine and Ash's name. Soo, we will see.

The girls are standing in a circle. We are the last to arrive, goes to plan. We have half an hour before we have to be in the plane, so yeah.

"Hey girls."

"Hey Ali. Hey Pookie!" Allie hugs as both.

Everyone is looking at us. "Well, HI!"

"Hello, to you too." I hear a few girls say not very enthousiastic.

"Nice, excited I see. Let's win a World Cup." Replies my girlfriend sarcastic. It seems to break the ice a little bit.

"Sooo, love birds, what's the news." Asks Pinoe.

"Ok, well, curious I see."

"We have half an hour, sooo..." Replies Jane.

"Yeah." Ash decide to tease them a little bit (and give our kids a little more time to come to us.)

"Uhm... Excuse me. We kind of lost our mothers, did you see them maybe?" Jax asks. Alex stands behind them.

Carli, forever helpful. "Sure. Uhm.. Let's start with your name."

They reply with only their first names, smart kids we have. Otherwise they would know in a second, the more fun if Ash, I and our kids now have.

They act good, they almost seem lost in a airport with a lot of people.

"What are your parents look like?"

"Our mom is a brunette, with a killer smile, and a German tattoo on her arm. Our mama has a lot of tattoos and is a kind of tomboy with short hair." My daughter replies. Nobody seems to notice that they describe me and Ash. And that they are wearing USWNT shirts, but didn't freak out by the act that the whole team is standing here.

"What are their names, if I may ask?" Asks Broon.

"Well, Ashlyn Harris and Ali Krieger. Have you seem them? They play for the USWNT. They fly to France in a little less then half an hour."

I hear a few times 'WTF', 'Are you kidding me?', 'Huh?' or 'What did I miss'. Ash, I and our kids are laughing our asses off. Jill is smirking, because she knew, I wink.

"Well Jax and Alex, come here. Time to introduce you to your aunts." I say to them after a while of laughing and confusing for our teammates. "Mom, we did video it for Insta for example." I see that Alex's phone is in her pocket. "For the announcement online, sometime, brilliant, thanks Alex." "Oh gosh." I hear Pinoe say. Time to introduce the girls.

"Let's start from left to your right." I say. "Let them introduce themselves, maybe Al."

"Okay, nice. Name, nickname, position and club please."

"Maybe add something like a fun fact, or something if you want." Adds Jill, our coach.