The boy was very serious about his jumping. G was as well, but she tends to dance and jump at the same time...depending, of course, on the song. They were happy and jumpy and sweaty and crazy. I enjoy it every year.
This evening we went to church to pay our respects to our sweet neighbor on the death of his sweet wife. It was quite the showing and what a testiment to how loved and respected she was and her family is. I am sure that the family must be absolutely exhausted after the shock and the week that they have had. Say a prayer for all of them.
I'm jumped out. Night all.
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