Writer’s Block

It’s difficult to write when I’m exhausted, so here we go.

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Today was a great day, I had a good day at work, very productive. I felt good about how things went, and how I treated people. I left from work to drive straight into South Bend to spend some time with some friends of ours, and my sister, brother-in-law, and nephew for dinner (along with my family of course). We took five kids to the park after having a great dinner. We had three two year olds, a seven month old, and a 2 1/2 month old. It was fun, but not dissimilar to trying to lasso 45 drunken calves with a piece of dental floss four inches long. I may be exaggerating a small bit, but you get the picture. I’m fascinated at how much energy little kids have, and conversely, how little I have the older I get. It’s worth it though. Even though a two year old can be very independent, headstrong, and disobedient; the times that she says “Daddy, dance!”, or “Daddy, play!”, make it all worth it.