It happened this morning - those fateful, yet expected, words from my almost 9 year old’s mouth, “I’M BORED!”  The fact that we survived two days into summer vacation before we hit this point is quite amazing actually.  I halfway expected to hear the mantra when he stepped off the bus for the last time last week.  However, no amount of toys in the playroom, books on the bookshelf and television is enough to keep out the summer doldrums around here. Read more…

Baseball season has come to an end in our small town.  Gone are the weeknight practices, the games under the big lights, the umpires and the concession stand.  No more bug spray, no more coolers of Gatorade in the stands, no more scoreboard lights.  The bases have been collected and the buckets of balls stored for yet another season.

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