This seems to happen a lot. Just after I got done saying how nice half days are, we go and have the worst half day ever. Everett had a half day for parent/teacher conferences a couple Thursdays back. It was a nice day and I thought it would be nice to take the kids to Sonic and we'd sit outside for lunch and then take them to the park. We ordered Wacky Paks with special slushies with Nerds in them (but I accidentally ordered Jolly Ranchers in them 🙄) Everett was still hungry so we had to order twice and get an extra corndog. No big deal. (And yay! He actually tried and ate a corndog!) Roxy ate a red sucker we found in the car and sat in the stroller to keep her content. Then we stopped by the park to finish off our messed-up-by-mom slushies and play. Roxy was sticky with sucker and grass all over her, Everett was whiny that their wasn't anyone to play with, I was trying to eat my lunch I packed because Sonic doesn't like my insides, Roxy was climbing ...