Dodgeball with the boys

Another reason I like working with the scouts is they keep me young.
It was a busy and distracting day to say the least, so I was a bit behind when it came time for scouts tonight. I was supposed to get some dodgeballs but ran out of time. So, we all piled into the Suburban, got some ice cream, bought some dodgeballs and went back to church to play.
There's nothing like dodgeball to work off a little frustration.

12 year old boys are little, tough and move quick; perfect targets. :)

I was still dressed in my speaking garb. Long pants (uck), dark socks and dress shoes... The shoes came off and I played barefoot. I took a chunk of flesh off my big toe and didn't realize it until we were done. Tyson pointed to my foot and asked what happened. This stuff is just plain fun and diversionary. The slight injuries make it real.

Simple pleasures are the prescription for complex stresses...
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