Last weekend I had to force my age. I had to admit that at 40...I mean 42 I can no longer hang with teenagers nor can I can hang out until 11:00 at Disney World nor can I (and this is the big one) walk around Disney World again, and again, and again untill 11:00 and then wake back up at 7:00 in the morning.
If you haven't figured it out yet last weekend I, along with 6 other parents, took 40 teens to Disney World. To say that I am still exhausted is a gross understatement. Don't misunderstand, they are great teens - there was never a minute's issue with them.
I'm just exhausted and my feet, they feel like they are going to fall off.
Still.