We try to raise our boys to be cultured, well-rounded, and refined so we make it a priority to expose them to the real high-society events like The Monster Truck Show. Or not. Greasy, loud trucks and a giant mud-filled arena? Yep, sounds more like the boys' idea of a good time.
|Max is scowling in this picture because he didn't want to turn away from all the action long enough to have his photo snapped.|
The Monster Truck Show isn't exactly my cup of tea, but I will admit that when Aaron, Hank, and Max left me behind (Ben opted for a nap over the much too loud trucks), I felt a little pang of jealousy. Aaaannnnnd then I downloaded a book onto the ipad, served myself up some chocolate cake, and crawled back into bed and got over it in 2.5 seconds. Now THAT is what I call a good time.
|How handy that my gi-normous belly doubles for a book shelf!|