Today I got sick of all the rain and played frisbee in the mud. So much fun! We ran through the creek by Wengatz and crawled through the tunnel under the sidewalk going to the DC, then ran and slid on our stomachs through a huge puddle in the field. It was fantastic!
Then I get back and there are emails from my mom about me taking on my own health insurance. And I have to look for a job. And know where I will live in the next 3 months. My taxes want to get done and be turned in.
Do I still get to be a kid when I'm an adult or is it all lame? I am definitely capable of being both an adult and a kid now, but will there ever come the day when I won't be able to be a kid?
No. :-)
Edit: In my last post, I promised to tell you whether or not I finished the Brother's Karamazov. I did- right as we got back form J-Term Break. It's seriously one of my top books ever (check the list on the sidebar there --->. And last time I posted I was around page 200. It's those first 200 pages that were the worst and hardest to get through.
