We hadn't seen the cuzzies for ages (due to my extreme work load) so decided to get together on Sunday afternoon. Wonderful idea. The ideas went downhill from that moment of inspiration.
We decided to meet at a mall. On a Sunday afternoon. They have a play area so the kids could play and we could have coffee and catch up. Nice idea but flawed somewhat. The success of this plan depended on several things. Well, two things. Our kids and other kids. And neither played ball.
Rupi was in a push-bash mood. He hasn't had one of these for MONTHS. But pulled out all the stops to show us that this behaviour was still in his repertoire. Then the pay area was occupied by very sensitive children and their very protective parents. Oil and water.
We had a quick confab and decided to evacuate the area before we were lynched. We walked up the mall with out bouncing, shouting (mine) offspring and found a Bob the builder play thing. The kids descended on it like a swarm of bees.
After ice cream with accompanying tantrums (not mine this time thank goodness) we decided on one more short playtime. Just because we like to be tortured. And this photo honestly describes the outing to a T.
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