I dropped these guys at the church this morning at 4:00 AM--yes, you read that right--4:00 AM!! Then, I drove myself home and went back to bed until 8:30. My last thought as my eyes drifted closed was that somewhere on a Texas highway, our ward scoutmaster was in a truck full of teenaged boys, looking at a week of 100 degree heat, rancid socks, boy armpits, and hoards of bugs.
One of us is going to heaven, and it isn't me. Today, I'm okay with that.
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They'll love it. Just remember my advice about the laundry. Keep it in the laundry room or the garage, don't let it into the house!
We had Troop #409 from Fort Worth attend our sacrament meeting on sunday morning on their way to scout camp. I was hoping your boys were part of this troop, but no.
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