Saturday, November 05, 2005

The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun. (P.G. Wodehouse)

I was trying to take a quick nap when I felt one of the kids poke at me, trying to wake me up. I ignored it. It happened a couple more times, so I finally opened my eyes. There was PJ, standing over me with his nerf dart gun. He had used me for target practice -- rather well, too.




Thank goodness the schools are back in session on Monday. It's been a really long two weeks!

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