I’m sitting on the grass bwteen Brody‘s house and Brian‘s handing five year-olds off to arriving parents. They all made it all night long, in the dark, in tents, with dogs howling in the distance and frogs croaking. All us adults had bets going on how many kids would bail and which ones. We all lost.
I don’t think we’ll ever invite thirteen kids to spend the night in the yard again, but it was fun. Lots of juice, glowsticks, marshmallows and flashlights and lots of help from Brody, Kristin, Uncle Brian and Aunt Amy getting kids to cooperate.
More later…from Columbus, Ohio.