“I am so tired from the Terry Fox Run cancer run today,” my eleven year old says, collapsing on the couch
I remember doing that same thing at his age.
“You are tired,” my youngest child tells his brother, “because you did it wrong. I did it the right way.”
“What is the right way?” I ask.
“You run for a little bit,” comes the confident reply, “and then you hide under a picnic table to rest.”Read More