I hate it when things don't work out as planned and I have to be the mean (aka responsible) parent. I tried to take the boys to a park downtown today for their kids activities. The plan was to have pizza there, play on the inflatables, ride the carousel, have some ice cream and then go play in the fountains. The reality was that we never even made it out of the pizza line because the boys could not stop fighting with one another and I drove them home.
So now, instead of enjoying a fun and beautiful day, we are stuck at home. No pizza. No ice cream. No fountains. No fun.
The real kicker is that I was looking forward to it at least as much as the kids were, so it's almost like I'm punishing myself.
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