Do your kids ever get old enough that you can stop worrying about them?
Madeleine called last night to tell me about her exciting day at rowing. Somehow they flipped their four (????) and ended up in the river. This was in 25 degree weather. It sounded like it took some time just to get all the girls out of the boat and water. They were bundled up and taken by launch back to the boathouse where they went into warm showers. By the time she called me, she was perfectly fine. So glad that everything turned out okay, but now I'll always have one more worry in the back of my mind.
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Oh! My! Goodness! I can't imagine.
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