Pie and Playgrounds

Since we recently moved into a more populated area, (and by populated I mean people and not the chickens and various bugs we had before) the kids and I have been making the rounds to all the different playgrounds in our area. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy the country, I just hated the bugs that came with our old house, and our neighbors chickens seemed to think the grass was greener right outside my back door.

We have a couple nights a week were Billy works until closing (which puts him home around 11:30pm) so I had been promising the kids we would go to the McDonald's (Merrick is convinced it's BickDonalds) 3 seconds from the house because the playground is, well, bigger than our house.

We loaded up on Chicken Nuggets and juice first. Mommy tried to do the healthy thing and order a salad for me and BabyB3, but apparently there was no salad to be had at this BickDonald's at the time. They offered me 2 apple pies instead. I'm no dietician, but for some reason you'd think they would notice that apple pie is about the farthest thing on their menu from the grilled chicken salad I had ordered. I should have bargained for a milkshake or something...since I'm not a huge apple pie fan.

The kids had fun playing outside, got all nice and sweaty and dirty, drank all my soda, and made some friends. I'd say all in all, aside from the said pie incident, it was a good trip. Merrick even came to me and said, "Mom, I'm tired. I'm ready to go home now." I think that by itself made it a good trip. I didn't have to drag anyone from the slide kicking and screaming.

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