They were arguing out of boredom, so I loaded the kids into the car and planned the destination while we drove. We crossed the walking bridge at Riverfront Park. Once we reached the west side, I told the kids to pick up as many sticks as they could carry. Everett found 3 giant clubs. Claire found 7 regular sticks. Everett also found dog poop. "But I didn't touch it, Mom." Gold star, buddy.
Then we crossed back over and dropped our sticks into the river.
That's it. On this day, I was their favorite person ever.