Today the gods took the godkids to Glowing Greens for Glow-in-the-Dark Mini-Golf. Made all the more trippy with 3-D glasses.
No matter how you dress it up, though, it's still mini-golf, which lost its novelty after about four holes. That said, Amy and I enjoyed wearing our 3-D glasses outside, which made the whole world blurry in a happy drunk way.
Regular readers know that Amy doesn't need any encouragement in developing a new perspective. After ordering at Burgerville, she experimented with dunking chicken strips in her milk shake.
I tried it. There's a reason why it's not on the menu.
Ian's no slouch in the Do Something New department, either. Like his sister, he's been committed daily, having just gotten his ear pierced with her.
They then experimented with new uses for the lids from their shakes. Like earphones:
I can't decide whether the godkids are precocious or the gods are immature.