It’s 7 pm, still 100 degrees. After the potluck dinner, the kids all jumped into the inflatables. There they happily bounced for an hour at least. Sweaty, red faced, happy laughing, bouncing kids. Remember when we were so happy to be kids we never felt how cold the water was? How hot the summer was? How far the bike path was? We felt like we could swim, jump, ride…forever.