Eleven and twelve years olds have a whole lot more energy than 45 year olds.
I'm tired.
I was back at my parent's place tonight with a dozen kids in grades 6 and 7 for three hours of screaming and running and more screaming.
If volume is an indicator of joy, I think they had a good time.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Despite all the yelling, Janice and I had a good visit.
2. The Canuck's won.
3. The rain. It stopped.
Shalom,
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