Playland: Not what it used to be

Ever go on a road trip where, about three hours in, the under-15 contingent gets a serious case of the wiggles?

Plus, it’s dark and raining, so stopping at a city park is simply Not An Option?

Break out the GPS and find a fast food joint with a playland.

It’s not like we frequent fast food restaurants much.  I get a yen for a McD’s cheeseburger about once a year, and after indulging I remind myself that (a) they tasted better when I was in high school, and (b) um – what did I just eat?

Plus – there are all those studies that show that playlands are just big petri dishes full of germs.  I know that.  We discussed it right then and there, before deciding that (a) we’d have to take a chance on washing everyone up thoroughly afterwards, and (b) we were going to go Completely Insane unless the Inmates had a chance to get out and burn some energy.  Turning them loose to run alongside the van on the interstate might have raised some eyebrows.  We were getting desperate, I tell ya.

So, there we were, consciously deciding to let our kids romp through a maze of germ-laden plastic pipes, and what did we find??


Seriously, I was not expecting a computer lab.

I’ll admit, the kids thoroughly enjoyed themselves, and simply getting them out of the car seemed to help the whole situation tremendously.  Maybe next time we ought to find a grocery store and let them run laps in the freezer section.

But, still.


Where are the slides??


About dep31

I am a farm-raised homeschooling mom. I take great joy in making nutritious food that inspires people to take seconds. Thirds, anyone? We are a God-fearing, Christ worshiping family that enjoys good friends and good eats. If the kitchen is clean and the living room carpet is visible, then that's a nice bonus.
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