Graduation.

Probably the worst idea I have ever had was to play Tee Ball with my sister. The reason why? She was the tee.

Think about that for a second.

I broke her wrist in seven places. Strangely enough, it really had not occurred to either of us that our little game could even remotely be dangerous. It's funny now that I am pursuing a degree in Logistics (read: difficult) and this weekend I will be going to watch my sister graduate with her Master's degree in Education. Obviously, we have come a long way since the times we thought bashing baseball bats on our wrists seemed apropos.