Because one rainy day + two jumpy boys + one sick and cranky mommy = recipe for disaster...
We got a little creative with our painter's tape today.
Max got an A for effort....
...but it wasn't long before Hopscotch was forsaken for the Beloved Dump Truck.
But he did count the numbers as he drove over them!
And then, just before the sun dipped behind the roofline anyway, the clouds parted. Was that the sound of angels singing? No? Oh.
It was a nice 15-minute break from the loud and accident-waiting-to-happen Chasing With Trucks game the boys had been into all day. Bonus points for a little number recognition practice for Max and Counting Down From 20 practice for Evan. An all-around Win.