I watch my kids play tag with all the emotions of someone watching a suspense thriller in IMAX.
I noticed my jaw clenching. I catch myself wanting to yell things like, “Y’all should wait there and take a breath because he hasn’t made it up the slide yet!” The intensity gets so thick. How can I not want to participate? 
There’s hoodwinks and hijinks. Fake-outs and burnouts. Laughing while gasping for air. Laughing There’s genuine joy from getting away clean.
I feel like I want to be their Sports Announcer.