Tomorrow, Hugh and I will be here. We are chaperoning The Girl’s fifth grade field trip to the National Park and we are skeered; you would be, too if you had to chaperone 125 ten and eleven year old children on their first over-night school trip. You would be; don’t try to deny it.
As it is, I hope we have a maximum of fun with a minimum of headache and that the kids all gain a healthy appreciation for the Native Americans who dwelled before us on this beautiful planet.
Or, at the very least, that they remember their manners and I don’t have to kill anyone since, I'm pretty sure; body disposal in the National Park system is frowned upon.