She missed all the fun tonight. The Mrs. had to go to a meeting, and after the usual crying, screaming, and clutching at her ankle as she closed the door behind her, I got hold of myself, wiped off my face, and started looking for something to amuse the children. I found this, still in the original packaging, sitting on the kitchen counter.
No, I don’t know why it was sitting on the kitchen counter.
Anyway, we opened it up and had quite the party. Much laughter ensued.
The Unfocused Life 