Balancing Act: If a tree falls at a dinner party and everyone's around to hear it, does it make you a terrible host?
Every year (well, twice), we host my son's flag football team at our home for an end-of-the-season chili bash.
Nine or 10 kids and one or two or three of their parents/stepparents fill our little kitchen and living room and basement and eat and drink and laugh and run (the kids do most of the running). It's lovely.
Their football
