En garde.

The boys started fencing lessons last week.

Not a sport for the germ-phobic.

The thought of putting on that mask…the one some other kid with a runny nose was wearing earlier.

Well, it’s just gross.

Fortunately, my guys either haven’t thought about that or don’t care. I’m guessing they don’t care. And that’s fine. Better, in fact.

It’s been a crazy day. I have tons of thoughts in my head, but no energy to put them down. So I’m walking away from the computer.

Walk away.

Away.

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