Wisdom teaches me that on two Friday nights per month it is best not to drink too much before going to bed, as navigating the narrow corridor around the end of the bed to get to the bathroom is fraught with difficulties. Nevertheless, I am grateful for the blessings of these Friday nights that begin with dinner and "High/Low," where we take turns recounting the high of the day (required) and the low (optional).
Tonight after dinner, half of the grandkids took up jumping on the trampoline while trying to bat out the three inflatable balls the other half were tossing into the enclosure, before gathering around the campfire for 'smores. Bedtime prayers, Linda joining the older ones for Monk while I sat in dimmed light reading, keeping Nathan company till he fell asleep. Not at all a bad end to a busy day.