Welcome to hell on earth. We had a playdate with the lovely Lisa and her boys and the venue was just that. All my senses were offended from the moment we stepped through those glass double doors. A hundred dollars later, tinnitus worsened and quit frankly a little buzzed from all the beers I had to drink, medicinally, we were finally leaving. On the upside, the boys had a wonderful time (words like “badass” were being thrown around) and it was so good to talk, no scream! with Lisa.
To counteract the insanity, and make sure we had some sort of balance in our lives, I forced the boys to go on a hike.
A boy and his stick.