It’s been a wintry couple of weeks in Colorado. We’re spoiled with a winter that usually comes
in spurts; two or three days of cold, then
warm temperatures return to melt the snow, and the cycle starts all over again. So it was no surprise that after fourteen
whole days of winter (feel free to roll your eyes if you live in the Midwest),
I had to break down and take the boys to the McDonald’s Playland to burn some
excess energy. We had started the day at
church for a MOPS leadership meeting. I
sensed the boys’ energy levels were approaching that of a nuclear bomb, and encouraged
them to run a few laps in the very large entryway. The thought of returning home with these
ticking time-bombs….and the knowledge that it’s Shamrock Shake season made my
decision a no-brainer. I decided to turn
my lemons into lemonade.
Walking into the playland brought a big smile to my face….I
was not alone. There were about eight
other mommies with the same idea, and it was no surprise to find that every
single child in the playland was a boy.
Only a desperate person would take their children to a fast food play
area during peak cold and flu season, and mothers of boys tend to be desperate. I didn’t care if my children ended up
vomiting or contracting pink eye. The
incubation period for disease is at least 24 hours. I needed to get through the day I was
in! (And the thought of sick, lethargic
children didn’t sound so bad either!) So
we settled into a good, long play, taking a break to eat some cheeseburgers, fries
and Shamrock Shakes. I exchanged knowing
glances with a few other moms as we collectively exhaled. Never one to consider any fast food
restaurant a desirable hang-out, I found myself relaxing like I was at the
spa. I chatted on the phone with a girlfriend,
texted with my brother, spent a little time on Facebook. Then I rounded up the troops and headed
home. They were exhausted and
happy. I was relaxed and happy. Maybe I need to throw caution and nutrition
to the wind more often!
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