War wounds

So now I can say I’ve played paintball.  I have paintballed.  It was fun, but I don’t need to do it again.  Six of us went out for Will’s birthday, and we had a good time, went home bruised, and got some good pictures out of it.  Poor John got hit in the forehead in the first or second game – he was actually bleeding!  It looks like a scrape, and he’s doing fine, but still.  Must have been painful.  And I think Will got the prize for most vicious-looking bruise, on both arms.  I got off pretty light in comparison.  My sweatshirt protected me from a couple, and I got hit on the shoe and the front of my mask, so nothing too painful.  Anyway, paintball.  Yay.

John did a lot of homework this weekend, and we’re trying to figure out how to rearrange his days and weekends so he can study more and do other stuff less.  Actually, that’s basically the solution: study more and do other stuff less.  Kinda sucks, and he’ll probably have to do homework while we’re visiting Mom and Dad this weekend, but what can you do?

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