I don’t know where my kids get their energy from.  I get tired just watching them–hell, who am I kidding, I’m tired just thinking about it.  Case in point–Tuesday–Noah woke up at 7 am (which is actually sleeping in for him) went to camp from 9-12, went to Grant’s Farm, came home and played, rode his bike, went to gymnastics to 2 hours, came home rode his bike again, played soccer and wasn’t ready for bed until 9.

Seriously? His sister isn’t any better–seriously, she is worse; she can’t even sit still.  She must hop, jump, shake, etc.  Their bodies just do not stop moving.  They are in perpetual motion–ALL. THE.  TIME.  I just look at them and wish I had a small fraction of their energy and that I could bottle it.  Because I am pretty sure their energy is better than the rush you get from speed or any other stimulant.  I look at them and I wonder how…simply HOW.  And how am I supposed to keep up with them?  Seriously, they are exhausting.

Their energy level baffles me and boy I can only imagine what it would go for on the open market.