It was a big weekend here for our family. (Well, not for Nerdguy because he was sick in bed all weekend.) I took the girls to get their first pairs of roller blades! I had promised Grace that we would get them this weekend.
Never make promises.
I wasn’t counting on Nerdguy being down for the count, so I was on my own to strap the wheels-of-death-boots onto our 3 breakable children. I also had no one to answer me when I pulled my go-to scary movie routine of hiding my eyes and yelling “WHAT’S HAPPENING NOW???? Wait…don’t tell me! I SAID DON’T TELL ME! How much blood IS there?!?!”
When you yell things like that in a park, with no other responsible adult actually answering these questions, it tends to attract some fairly negative attention. That’s just an FYI for you there. One of Tara’s helpful hints for public decorum if you will.
