We've become Institute group-ies.
Since Mom and Dad have taken over as camp director of the Institute, my kids beg, kick and scream to christen the place...over and over and over again.
Many an evening we find ourselves "hanging" out down there.
I can get my kids to complete almost any chore with the simple bribe of time at the Institute.
Last night for FHE, we found ourselves over at the headquarters once again.
My kids, deep in the throws of young singles, playing broom hockey with the best of them.
Quality entertainment, in the best of ways.
A blessing to us all.
