I now remember what 12-14 year old kids do at parties, and I wonder why my parents never ended up needing hearing aids. Between the loud music, sound of videos games, and kids talking as loud as they can, squealing, and laughing, my ears will be ringing for the next week.

The good news is that Rachel throws a very good party; the bad news is that all those kids now know that we have the space for that kind of party, and we have a pool. I envision my summer to be one long mass of kids hanging around this house.