Go Eagles

This morning I took Anna to the Ultimate Playzone. Its once of those warehouses made entirely out of moonbounces and they have 2 hour windows of "Free Play" that exhausts her. So basically for $7 I can buy myself an afternoon of peace.

Upon arriving I noted that I was the only Mom. Normally that place is full of moms looking at least as weathered as I am, but today every single child was accompanied by a coffee drinking, baseball hat, flip flop wearing father. I was torn between being impressed by all these dad's who wanted to spend quality time with their offspring, and frustrated that my own husband conveniently had plans to go wash down his boat.

I was lamenting this to one of our good friends, Zach, who was there with his son when he patiently explained to me that it's Sunday and the Dad's are here earning brownie points in the hopes that they can have the afternoon off to watch football. Rob couldn't name 5 teams that play for the NFL so it makes sense that this never registered with him.

But I'm a HUGE Eagles fan. Helloooo afternoon of sports.