Damn if my sister didn’t come up with the best idea of the trip: dangling the carrot of zip-lining to keep the kids in line. With that in mind, I purposely planned that activity as the last of the trip (not to mention it’s out of town and thus requires […]
In which the twiblings finally get to fly through the air with the greatest of ease. Me? Not so much.
In which Aunt Jenn and the triblings (twin niblings) head to Montreal, eat way too much, and shoot each other up in laser tag.