July 6

After dinner tonight, we gathered in the family room to play a game that Isaac gave Adam for Father's Day.

The object of said-game was fairly simple. We broke into two teams --kids versus parents-- and took turns trying to get our teammates to guess the word printed on a card. What makes this particular version of a fairly standard game more unique is that all hint words must be monosyllabic. Anyone who violates that rule gets bopped in the head with an inflatable bat.

I didn't have especially high hopes, but it was actually fun and generated real laughter. So for those sweet unexpected lighthearted moments, I am thankful.