We hung around the house on Sunday morning -- it was a beautiful day. Z and I took a long walk around the neighborhood while B and M goofed off in the yard. That afternoon, I took B to Mr. Biggs. It was a scouting trip for a potential half-birthday party location. They have EVERYTHING there -- bounce house, go-karts, putt-putt, bowling, arcade, laser tag, and a "3-story foam factory." This is a mesh-enclosed area with thousands of foam balls, about the size of tennis balls. There are all sorts of contraptions that shoot the balls. I took out all my pent-up aggression up on the second level, where there are guns that fire balls down to the first level. I tried to aim at other grown-ups most of the time, but I have to admit that if there were no grown-ups in range, I may have pegged a kid or two. I'm pretty sure I had an evil grin on my face the whole time we were in there. It also turns out that B is quite good at ski ball. He's got about a bazillion tickets to cash in next time we go.
B bowling:

The birthday boy:

1 comment:
oh God, Mr Biggs! We went with the cousins when we were out there at Christmas...its an EXPERIENCE!
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