I failed to give the kids more exercise than a ride around the block at lunch time, because of work calls, and so all afternoon they ricocheted around the house,screeching and thumping and driving my wife to distraction. About six she took them to the park,where Destroyer proved so good at hide and seek that nobody could find her for twenty minutes. At seven,they returned, and we told them it was bedtime.
One entire hour of both children screaming, throwing themselves upon the ground in despair,and copious weeping later,they fell asleep and I could try to finish off my MBA project (just need a balance sheet and a PowerPoint deck now) and then play three games of Blood Bowl,and then let my wife fall asleep.
Tomorrow,I’ll exercise them better. And maybe they’ll forgive us for having no television, the poor things.